Cross that Bridge
I'm not saying I'm deep, But I ain't shallow.. I'd say vast You could run through my mind For days and days, Imagination for miles, Thoughts pop up like flowers, Sprouting in the plains, As quickly as you can walk up, They bloom then quickly away,, Just don't wander off the trail, Cus you'll get lost, At least I do, Only on days that the raindrops Help to hide these teardrops, Cus I can't locate the pain, Sometimes you can drift, And you can float away, But until you cross that bridge, You'll never know my name,, Until you've crossed that bridge, You'll never go astray.
Ad
Poetry Books 50% Off
Bestselling collections from top poets
Shop Now →
