Star studded dreamscape lands
of which I roam
when my eyes are heavy
as the night time sleeps
and I realize I'm still alone.
I can't break my promises to myself
to not let others in.
Rusty rains weather out my soul
as I find that trust is hard to place
in those I'll come to know.
Hope still holds its sway with me
though the chain of fog is getting thick
with decisions and crossroads of dusty mire
Heavy weights in thoughts I bear;
shackled in my own
foregone for so long now
has left its mark
Tell me, how do I find the one
that holds the stars
in eyes that see the world like mine?