Have you heard?
There’s a man who travels worlds
Collecting dreams and selling souls
Refilling seas with misery that he kept in his old tote
Well, he's ran a thousand miles away from the truth
He's never been the type to tackle problems
But all of them he rues
He seemed to walk through every mirror
He did it everyday, so his past never became clear
He's learnt that there's no point in fighting
But you can always flee and take refuge in every hopeless heart you end up finding
Have you heard?
There's this man who hides his face
Collecting secrets he keeps safe
Refilling oceans with emotions that he failed to throw away
Well, he’s ran his little legs away from home
He never said he loved them
But can't seem to cut those ropes
He never laid his head down to sleep
His heart became too heavy to ever carry
He's learnt to never hold out his hand
'Cause if you do, the only thing you’ll ever get is sorrow soaked skin and people telling you to trust in God's plan.
- Author: tema ( Offline)
- Published: September 11th, 2021 03:55
- Comment from author about the poem: A story of a man that has a lot in common with a lot of the people in the world. I hope you can see yourself in a line or two.
- Category: Unclassified
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