Calling out the winds of nowhere,
finding solace only in my own.
Dreams become the illusions,
illusions start to understand.
So much loneliness I find,
in the smiles around me their façade.
How can one leave to a new realm,
in in this sadness hopes are lost?
To feel what is to be livelihood,
despair is sought out in mind.
Knowing only the way back home,
yet somehow I am lost in the fray.
Whispering tomorrow forever,
lightened by enlightening lost.
Twisting what I see as desire,
my eyes speak another word.
I am a shadow hiding in the darkness,
where only my eyes can feel.
This painful way to my light,
out of my soul my heart tries.
Take me away to a new day,
away from these masks calling friend.
Nothing known by waiting,
start to start, beginning my end.
Johnny Newell
finding solace only in my own.
Dreams become the illusions,
illusions start to understand.
So much loneliness I find,
in the smiles around me their façade.
How can one leave to a new realm,
in in this sadness hopes are lost?
To feel what is to be livelihood,
despair is sought out in mind.
Knowing only the way back home,
yet somehow I am lost in the fray.
Whispering tomorrow forever,
lightened by enlightening lost.
Twisting what I see as desire,
my eyes speak another word.
I am a shadow hiding in the darkness,
where only my eyes can feel.
This painful way to my light,
out of my soul my heart tries.
Take me away to a new day,
away from these masks calling friend.
Nothing known by waiting,
start to start, beginning my end.
Johnny Newell
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