Artwork by Whimsical Creations  

There is a north wind pulling me
Tree of life is never seen
Trouble I have known
But I stop to pray
Day comes anyway
Wish I knew

Sad eyes look back at me
Commitment
I staid the course
Lost every free
Tied by roots
Never will be
Me

Lovers of late
Dance in the quake
Wake in still
Over abundance
A shrill
In a lake fading night

I am in wind
Comfort
Maybe sin
Want tears me apart

Cry to the sad
Wish of all I had
Never once escaped me

Ride inside the pride
Hide in wishes and schemes
Those were just dreams
I had

Fear lay down
Promise
Never a sound
I would leave

But where would I go
Drift back in drugs
Seek but lost love
Never and end
Just a when

Comfort and sway
Some will
Most go away

I am lost
In what
I wish
I could be

A sea of regret
Bent and lent
Like the willow
Tree I could never be

Feet stand against the sand
Glass is but empty
Cry if I could
Promise kept good
Depend on me
But I am never
Free