Contemplating life I sit in silence
as the cold blue light of the morning seeps
through my window and sets the walls aglow.
I am bound to my world of fantasy
as it comes to life before me.
The creatures of my imagination are set free
Reaping wonderful havoc on the wold.
As day flows into day
and the life I had quietly slips away
I dream of things in a better way
Now life has no meaning
and I am constantly searching for its depth
I end up falling into its possibilities never to find a way
As night fades into constant silence
I focus on the dipping water of the fountain of life
Drip after drip the peaces of my heart fall back into place
and as the image of life comes into focus
I learn why my shadows are crying out for the desperate hope of another
Not only have I lost the life a had but I have lost myself