MayVaneDay Studios (Gopher Edition)

fantomo

published: 6-17-2016

sometimes I loved
sometimes I was loved
sometimes I am able to remember

some would dance through the rain
simply because they loved it
some would wallow through it
so they could hide their tears

every once in a while
I feel like a ghost ship
drifting on through the fog

always having a feeling that you’re coming back
always propelled to move further
always convinced that a brighter future lures onward

poetically speaking
I have long ceased to exist
every word regurgitated onto a screen
has been for somebody else

but yet eyes scan over
and I am compelled by the invisible hands of thousands
to continue arranging letters