May 14, 2003 23:40
i am running along a beach
a dusted-off dream chases me.
flinging sand
taunting me
looking off into the sparkling horizon
the sun is setting on my decision.
waves washing ashore
flirting with my toes
as i flirt with the forgotten dreams that follow.
what i can't seem to do
is remove that rose-colored tint.
reality's staring me in the face
knocking on the outside,
looking in
i want to open the door
but i refuse to break the window
eyes, these windows of the soul
i hate those fucking waterfalls
i won't let them cascade