Journey

A winter struck over the scorched earth,
Silence is my mate so near to me,
She enlights me with my the pleasure of my thoughts.

Redeemed by old scars,
tempted by old fears,
Lost by the lies,
Searching north.

Not shooting stars claims my sight,
just the immense feeling in my chest,
when i watch your eyes in the warm beauty of the plenty sky.

Roaming butterflies made of ice,
Silver Leafs falling as the snow claims them,
Clearly, intensify and diverse are the emotions,
fuel for my feet, No will to decay's fell apart.

Ask me in whispered words,
let me say it out loud,
Deaf ears make not much choice,
Lost given chance, dancing with pouncing lies.

That's the vision i had of you in the woods,
No more, nor less. Just i went on.

As the given sunshine was over,
Resting a crippled body, a restless one.
Making a little pray...

Begging for your lips telling me more than lies.
For an impossible thing, only real by dream.
But denied for me.

A journey with no going back.