Random Poems

Mysteries

I follow my heart,

To places you can't go.

I walk past things,

I wish I'd never seen.

In the end, my memories are rafts.

They float on and on,

In the ocean of mysteries.

I run past a river,

Made with salty tears.

I crane my neck to see the top of mountains,

Crystal and cold.

In the end, it's all the same.

A puzzle, A Maze,

An unsolvable mystery.

I will find a way,

With you by my side.

We will make it through,

Because only our own fears,

Only our hate and love,

Can stop us from achieving our dreams.

Only the mysteries of the world,

Can keep us dreaming.