City lights and starless skies
Sky scrapers and silhouetted homes
Dark streets and rooftops
Never ending traffic down below
It isn't home
But it's 3 am and I'm still awake
Just waiting for someone to take
Me away
A soul which does not belong in the world it is born into
Is destined to create a new world in which they can reside
Or change the state of the current flow of time
So Peter Pan
I wished on a star
Take me to Neverland where I can be free
Where time is irrelevant and I can spend eternity
With lost, misplaced souls like my own
Take me to Neverland
So I can find a place to call home
I'll leave the top floor window open
For when you come
YOU ARE READING
Amphigory
Poetry"Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings; it takes its origin from emotions recollected in tranquility." -William Wordsworth An amateur collection of my dark poetry, spoken word, and deep late-night thoughts. ***{ONG...
