Poetic Dan

Nothing and everything matters

As quickly as my dreams appeared it vanished in the wind

 

I\'m sure it will come knocking again, I\'m just not sure I\'ll be in

 

The lights can be switched on but rarely am I home

 

Another day of wondering around in the shell I have become 

 

All wealth may lay in my heart moving down this dusty path

 

Yet scraping shall remain as I hit half way through this game

 

Life can certainly be many dangerous threads untethered, I\'ll spend the rest of my days making plats in stormy weather 

 

Knowing at the end nothing and all of it mattered.