Where is my getaway That far off place To make daily life More bearable -Kel Dayheart
Optimistic Traveler
Following the path Is impossible to do Without a map So I'll wander now And hope for the best Maybe I'll find Lost to be Where I needed to be -Kel Dayheart
Exhaust
The longer you travel The more you sink-- Sink deeper and deeper into the abyss That is the haze of exhaustion -Kel Dayheart
Daydream
Paint me a picture Even if it is only in words Saturate me in a scene Of imagery so genuine I could Almost reach out and touch Surrounding me in illusions Where I can no longer see The stage or page Before the moment is over -Kel Dayheart
Halfway There
Airports are awful Full of people Full of noise Long lines With longer waits Follow the signs Wrong turn Turn around Wrong again If I ever wanted To get lost in a piece I would not choose An airport -Kel Dayheart
Muddy Tires
Tire tracks in the mud Didn't leave a clue Of where he went Just that he left -Kel Dayheart
Postcard Shot
Tourist stop and stare And speak in foreign tongues Snap a shot Carry on So much to see -Kel Dayheart
Toy Track
Circular thinking The tracks are laid With a pre-programed route No unscheduled stops And if you forget something Worry not because it will Circle back again -Kel Dayheart
Turbulence
We started a bit rocky But if we keep trying Hopefully we'll reach Calm skies Baby blue kind of days Unfortunately, we need To get through this shitty grey We are going to seesaw roll Dangerous enough That it makes me nausea Is it worth it? Are we? When it seems we are... Continue Reading →
Undiscovered
There are no more Uncharted waters For us to discover With google maps It is so very hard To get lost somewhere And find yourself -Kel Dayheart
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