looking back

you wake and find me gone 

I'm not one for hanging on 

to dreams that drift in cloudless skies 

I'll be gone when you open your eyes 

you'll not think you did something wrong 

it's not in you, not where you belong 

the sun will rise and hide muddy tracks 

what you didn't see till you look back 

you won't miss me, I wasn't even there 

I wasn't the answer to your prayers 

wear the shroud, hide it in the dark 

the shadow will not miss the spark 

you wake and find me gone 

I'm not one for hanging on 

dreams that drift in cloudless skies 

I'll be gone when you open your eyes 

Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License