darkbloodsoul

like a ghost I walk alone down old road to my empty home where I lay and sleep alone only myself to say it will all be ok but things are cold and gray lonely and lost as time seems to slowly  stop watching the world around me get older and die

the days get longer the air is colder letting my mind to wonder so easily it's like I step outside of my door into endless miles of now covered pine trees and ground closing the door behind me as it turns into snowflakes falling to the ground like it was never really there my mind drifting away as I walk though the trees a light gust of wind chills my face and fingers as the air smells like burning wood coming from a fireplace some where far away

you say that the grass is greener on the other side.. I wonder if it really is.. or are you just fooled by the governments lies.. as they feed you the pill that blinds you.. and makes you feel like everything is all right.. as they put the strings though your hands and feet.. turn you into another puppet that falls into line.. and one by one.. off to war.. for prower, money, and oil.. thin they let you die.. thin back to home.. as a pile of cold bones.. as your wife crys.. holding her tummy.. knowing theres a baby inside.. worried about whats to come.. and if the grass is greener.. on the other side