To Be Beyond The Stars
To Be Beyond The Stars
At night I when look up,
At the vastness of stars...
I sometimes wonder why it feels as though,
My world is closing in.
I would say a prayer that my life
Take on a new beginning's.
Instead of trying leading me back ~
To where I've already been.
As I stand firm against the chill of night,
My soul grows colder.
For the world around me,
Has made me wise.
As the darkness glooms larger,
Just too cover the light.
And I wonder how many more of my dream's,
Will be systematically brutalized?
Sometimes I fear that God,
Can no longer hear my cries!
Through my tears I plead,
Too be set free.
But the cold only become colder.
And the light...
Grows dark.
For the stars..
Are getting harder to see.
There are no more clouds to cast shadows,
Behind an a idea that's no mind to hide.
No longer can I be influenced by the purple haze...
That is used to try to fog my mind.
And it's there in the chill of the night,
When I look up at the vastness of stars.
To wonder my my world ~
Is so confined.
Written by markis stitts
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