I will wait
until the sun comes out
and burns the darkness of fate.
In this my dreams will become one
and I will see the flashing lights
of the heads who know who I am.
They know me, or so I percieve.
my long, drawn out, lonley, tireless road,
has now dissipated
and eyes can believe in me.
They hunt down my ambition
criticize my intention,
and leave no room for illusion of what I am to need.
And the home where I spent so many years being alone
has now become the home I am no longer to know.
Loneliness has its flaws
but togetherness has a whole new world of disillusionment.
Which is to become better than the other?
So we have yet to see...
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