Forever

from an old friend of mine...

the mirage called love..
which propels you to move on...
never letting you give up hope...
expectations...the thirst...
will i ever quench it?
i still lie on a soft pillow of lies...
closin my eyes and dreamin
but on a bed of thorns...
piercing me...
but i will move on...
aimlessly , in oblivion...
he who still watches me...
from the collage of my mind...
save me this time...
don't let me fall...