To a place

I’d like to hit the wall with my head

Or hit the bed

A flowing song playing with my mind

Flying, drying, trying

Waiting to find

The sun in the haze.

 

A sudden desire

To run

And run

Through fields of wheat

Through the blazing heat

Toward something

Of which very little I know

I don’t know where it resides,

Besides,

I am fine here in the unknown.

 

A burning fire,

That burns unflinching

On the inside

It sings songs

About a place or a feeling

It could be my destination

Or just a calling.

My eyes see less

And My mind even lesser

When the sun is not ablaze

And hidden in the haze

Let me run

And run

Unto the sun

It’s gotta be fun.

 

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