Treasure Island

Autumn Winds

(July 22 1993 / Sanfrancisco, California)

Lucky Ones


Sillhouettes settle on your empty place
And you who breathe easily are lucky
Our minds are unsettled by the hollowness
Still chasing glimpses of a lost future
A fire burned through, love
And you pulled the trigger
We're still chasing that empty space
Still filled with the scars you helped create
Take me home
But there is no home now
I envy you;
Those who still have no cicatrix
Because you are the lucky ones
You kept my nightmares at bay
But you were never an angel
You had your imperfections
And I had mine
We chased a finite infinity
And perished along the way

Submitted: Tuesday, October 08, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 09, 2013

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