I believe this was written while I was on the down slope for my messed up-ness. So, it's more hopeful.
Oh and by the way...ALL these "poems" don't have a name. The documents are titled things like "idk," "random song thing," "random...ness," "just a poem"
I r teh bieng EPICz at nmaing theengs! :D


One story lays to rest
Waiting for another day
I am but a wanderer with no words

A quiet mountain makes no sound
I am like that mountain
Sturdy, strong, silent
Silent for another day
I feel as though I am asleep
Asleep without rest, asleep without waking
No words to listen to, no words to say

Waiting for a new day to seek
Hoping for somewhere to wander
Ah, I am at a loss to why the days flow away
Leaving me behind, to frolic in the shadows
But oh, time is but a moment
It can go on, I will catch up
I shall ride with the new born wind

I want to become that wind
Though I know I have to wait
Wait for another day
Yet another chance

But woe to me, I have no wings
But woe to me, I have lost my wings
To bottomless infinity
An abyss unknown
An abyss not real
Consumes all