Saturday, March 2, 2019

Miles of Road

Miles of road, a ribbon of white
Staring into the face of night
Half a moon like a beacon flies
Kissing darkness, making it light
Fireflies kept inside a jar
Caged hope, it will never get far
Release the sun for it to shine
Thunderbolts, fire in the sky
Scattered pebbles to guide my way
Hollow footsteps where life I made
Trampled roses beneath my feet
Paper houses on boring streets
Hundreds of miles before I go
Prays this God I pretend to know
Neon lights the facade of home
Lonely is the place I come from

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