My Wandering Feet
Here in the darkness I sit and wait
For signs of hope and changing fate
So lost and broken as I wander alone
In these pits of life that are masked with gold Though my feet know the truth of where they can go Their angry cries tell my heart no
The world has tricked them with glittering maps And told them lies of retraceable paths
As I yell out around me “Give me help”
Only loud silence in my soul is felt
My trust is just as the dust on the ground
As I sit in this presence waiting for a sound
A sound of innocence and carefree joy
An escape from the room with the heavy, closed door But the people that enter and exit the room Seem so happy and tell me this isn’t my doom Why then do I seek for something more?
I know in my heart waves will cover this shore.
