Shuffling, shambling
down the Boulevard of Broken Dreams.
The glitz and the glamour
and the people passing by
as quickly as my days
upon this earth.
I’ve been down these streets, before
beckoning, begging me
to come back.
A taste, a try…
a titillation?
And somehow
I get lost along the way,
the world
has tugged at my heartstrings
stringing me along
making me think
that I want more.
Stars in the sidewalk
losing their shine
as the sun sets,
hides behind the clouds
from me
the things He wants me to see.
Pitted and cracked–
watch your step!
–you’re skating on thin ice.
Deeper and deeper
into the maze of the city
walls mugging up around me,
beating me up,
closing me in.
I run
even if not sure
why it is that I do so,
nothing of the sort
that the big black empty
can hold.
Driving down dark alleyways
losing my way
time, direction…
stumbling, falling,
crying, puling
in a corner.
God knows
where I’m meant to be.