Saturday, September 6, 2008

Sadder Poem

I wrote this when i was feeling like crap, just getting a feeling out that was sitting in my head.
Dreams of freedom
that used to be
the time when i saw
and walked along streets
when windows meant nothing
other than to be seen
and people where just people
working to buy things
when getting excited was just that
nothing to be scared of if it went bad
seeing the freedom
of men and women
trying to remember
i think it was like heaven
to see a river flow right to the end
knowing i could se it
it wasent a screen
life can be terrible
with the cards that you get
but you need to remember
the cards a not yet set