Sunday, March 22, 2009

a long road


This is what I am, I travel the land from early morn to late in the eve.I'll watch the sun come up and I'll watch it go down. For me time has no meaning for I'm always running from here to there and back again. I may travel different road but the journey is still the same. The night hides the view that i must acknowledge when the sun can hide no more. With all the beauty in this land I see only the dim light on the pavement and the glaze over my eyes is like looking into another world at the end of the day. For what I see or don't seee doesn't really matter it a feeling that gets into your blood and I curse the day, but come tomorrow I'll turn around and start all over again ...