by Tanja Katrin Lawhead
I traveled the world before I learned to speak.
When I spoke, I spoke of things I’d dream.
The Earth was my childhood friend
And all her creatures I had befriend
I ran through the wild lands
Forests green and fields grand
Climb mountains as easy as trees
Saw the world as it should be
Then returned to the heart of man
City noises and pavements blank
I saw broken people, stolen dreams
Empty beaten and battered things
I too was broken, I too was battered
My dreams were stolen and spirit scattered
Ventured into the darkest corner of my soul
Begged the Shadow Self to make me whole
It brought no joy only burning tears
Hurt cut deeper for eternal years
At the edge of darkness; My dream!
Untouched, pure hope it gleamed
From depths of Hades, I climbed
Clinging onto my gleaming light
I traveled the world and I learned to live.
When I lived, I lived my dream.
Created: May 11, 2012TanjaTHEAwesome Document Media