Misplaced Puppet

Shadows In The Street Glare At Me

Where I Calmly Walk Its Concrete Path

Thinking About All The Things Lost

Wishing That I Had Rediscovered Them

Feeling Like A Misplaced Puppet

Fading Into The Glare

Where the Graceful End Lies

Along With A Peaceful Death

A Laughter Within The Cards

Falling Onto The Table

Watching It Blindly

Like A Brotherhood Of Wolves

Stalking Its Prey Deep Into The Cold Dark Night

As The Moonlight Laughs At Your Frame

Only To Run Behind The Surface

Revealing The Piercing Glow Of Sunlight

Showing The Hidden Picture

As The Forsaken Blade

Murders Your Hidden Dreams

Pawns Within Your Own Demise

Played By Your Emotions

Truly Where All The Neglect Lies

Reviews

[Silent Pacer]

wow, jumble of metaphors... and yet it flowed, not quite sure how you manged that, but my hat's off to you for it... very nice played.