The lost sunrays,
befriended darkness,
from the broken window,
of an empty home.
The lost sunrays,
befriended darkness,
from the broken window,
of an empty home.
The thoughts of the world visit me,
in the unknown corners of my mind,
exploring it,
like a voyager in a new land.
Waiting on a shadow,
I look for the light to touch me,
knowing I could disappear,
if it hit me at the right time,
I wait.