Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I am close now;
Just another day;
It gets more astranged;
As I seek what lies ahead.
Just don't ask me how;
I will find the way;
This is my life rearranged;
Til the day that I am dead.
Glimpsing Into the fog so deep;
My heart slowly chokes;
Love through darkened times
Saves this soul I carry.
And with the morning I weep;
And fear here provokes;
Deepening this ache of mine;
As my soul awaits hells ferry.
And in turn I can see:
How much Is longed for
In my every waking tides
For there is so much more to find.
I seek to grasp my dreams;
As oppurtunity comes closer to my door;
Still I search far and wide;
When all is here in my mind!

often we miss what we already have, convinced our happiness is still out there somewhere....