Was it worth the venture,
staking this world for the chance
to take back lost innocence?
Or, is it just a misguided venture?
I fear I may be loosing touch. The world ive found myself lost in is beginning to take more a concrete shape the more I try and define it. Though the beauty is captivating and scenic, it is missing culture and civilization. The world is a cruel and unforgiving place. Not by her choice, its just how things work. I open my eyes and I find myself back in reality with much to think and decide. I fear when next I close my eyes here what I will see when I open them back on the other side. Maybe then that world will have earned a name to match the near purple skies in the morning or the blue moon nights.
Then tomorrow comes and today is lost, all that we held on to falls from out of our closed hands. Will we shed a tear?
