The Same Faces I See

Reads: 110  | Likes: 0  | Shelves: 0  | Comments: 1

More Details
Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
enjoy leave feed back

Submitted: July 26, 2012

A A A | A A A

Submitted: July 26, 2012




Its always the same faces, even in different spots


I assume they are my people, I call them my flock:


With the good comes the bad, I always find my time


These are the people, no matter what reason or rhyme




If a suitcase would follow I would be gone away


The changes of scenery don’t keep them astray:


This is my world, as I know it, watch it crumble before my door


If there was a way out, I think I could find so much more




I want to run, and run away for good


These people and places, no longer I could:


Its time for a change, but it doesn’t seem in sight


Must I pay for sins, in a lengthy strife




A dream of a place with flowers, and the sun shining so bright,


New people and places, the journey of a new flight




© Copyright 2018 chris collins. All rights reserved.

Add Your Comments: