Hazy Acres

You can mask up 

Make one from the past

Read the same pages 

An old story 

Same lines delivering 

Our bond is not limitless 

As its over

As things just repeat themselves

In the sensitivity 

Another outcome in a place

You

Them

Me

You 

Them

I am always standing in a field 

Staring straight ahead

As if I am waiting 

For them 

To come walking through 

The blind line

Where it ends

And they are beginning 

Sun behind their backs

As I see them coming 

Sun on their backs 

As I seem them walking away 

We don’t love things anymore 

Like before 

We run until its over 

Taking what we need 

Leaving behind the rest

One glimpse and its over 

One sound as it starts 

And I keep telling myself things 

To fit a story 

When I am truly 

Letting go 

A little bit 

Each day 

For you

And them 

And me