Endless Time

Still searching through endless time

In search of belonging, of being needed

The simple fact is

There's a chance of going this journey
alone

He doesn't see the desperation in his wanders

He can't even feel that it's tearing and ripping

Maybe. . .

Maybe it's just that his heart has taken him captive

What does he have to do?

What has brought him this far?

Nothing should feel the way this does

No one should bear the suffering exclusion

But what is he missing out on?

This isn't fair

There has to be a mistake

Still, what is he missing out on?

Fighting

Pushing

Crawling

. . . and dieing

He's going somewhere

Falling, failing and losing

He's got to get there

He should have a friend to help him make his venture

Not wanting to waver, fall behind, sit down, or quit.

She might help him along

To take his hand beside him

They might be able to make their own song

Maybe they can search endless time together

"06/14/09 Daniel Smith"

Written By: Daniel Smith