;asldknc

these days are passing slower
yet the time flies out the window
it seems like just the other day i knew exactly what i was
who i was with, where i was going.
the lights flow deeper into my skull and i can finally see.
but now these lights are showing me things i've hidden, (and i can finally see.)
i've put all my cards down, i'll fold this next time around.
this is what it feels like to be alive,
to have a gust of wind touch this face.
i stare at sand on the blacktop.
i long to be sand on the blacktop, to be thrown wherever
this taste rests in my mouth forever, and forever it shall stay.
like a gleaming piece of the puzzle
i put myself to rest for a day.
in search of everything, yet finding nothing
i am invincible, i am untouchable.
there's only one place i long to be,
a false shelter where i can release all that is plauging me.
i see that face and its nothing more than a glimpse of a memory
a glance into the future of all i should've been
as i stare into the mirror
these faces melt into each other,
as if fate would have it anyother way
soon we will all be sand on the blacktop
we will all be blown away