Friday, August 8, 2008

Stolen stars

I'm trapped behind bars, I look to sky and someone stole the stars. I can't feel a thing but the ground beneath. Arising in a castle built by bricks of failures, these crocodiles stealing my time surrounding my minds moat. All I see is the darkness strangling me by my throat. I have no choice but escaping to a peaceful place of hope. I see the dawn coming and now I'm free and running towards the suns growing light.