Pieces to a Dream

Far from Home
From the depths of concrete
Pieces to a Dream has arisen
Grams to weight
Secluded in my lone destiny
Past treading along the way
Love in the distance yet so close
Pathways becoming engraved
Creating sense of emotion
Reckless hopes and dreams
Yet I still believe
I stand on a higher level
A place above and beyond
Finding me
The flows from my heart beat
I cry tears for my city
My writing on the wall
I remain a mystery
Lightly sketching myself in history
Could I be some thing?
Something special?
Creating words of meaning
Food for thought
To not Christ himself
I am a sense of hope
I breathe dreams, and aspirations
My life
My soul
Pieces to a Dream
Drenched to words
I give you me