Time forgets, but I remember.
Memories exist in my eyes.
Promises made in the dark
still echo through the empty halls of my mind.
My days used to be about castles and dreams.
Now they are filled with green tambourines.
On a cloud covered morning
I walk alone through the void,
looking for meaning of all my wild thoughts.
I’m still a believer in what’s meant to be,
I just want to know where it will lead.
Whatever it takes, I will find my way out.
Leave a light on for me,
’cause I’m coming home.
In the morning when I wake
The sun will shine through.
My loneliness will be over
and my dream will come true.
~The Tennessee Poet~
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