I stare out the window, thunder booming outside,
The feel of the hotness in my blood, as around my room I stride.
I glance into the mirror, as the pitter patter of rain,
goes at the same speed as my never ending tears.
I remember a time, when the snowflakes covered the mountaintops,
I remember when I was free as an eagle.
My dreams where shattered, and the light burnt out,
This endless tunnel of darkness, is my life.
I sit on the beach as the waves crash onto the rocks,
it's not quite morning, so their covered in dew.
I get back into my car, the windows are frosted over,
The shadow of the clouds begin to part, to start a new day.
Children run and play, knowing little about sadness, or mistakes.
The endless run of life, to keep up with everyone else, or the fear of fading away.
The constant heart beat of your buzy life amoungst the breeze.
Just another flower in the meadow.
Does anyone really care?
