Always looking
looking out
wishing myself gone
of my omnipresent prison
thought clouds my skies
and I find
that somehow waiting
this is not a compromise
I have lost
me myself and I
we have lost
never shall we fly
here we lay.
The last night
of always looking
looking out
As birds take flight
in the omnipresent sky.


~ by MandyJenae on February 19, 2011.

4 Responses to “Tower…”

  1. […] To write and to love: […]

  2. Complicated and yet nicely composed and written. πŸ™‚

  3. I can relate,
    well expressed sentiments.

  4. The gods conceal from men the happiness of death, that they may endure life.

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