Dark Horse
The wilted flowers Crushed beneath my feet Treading on to destiny What is it that I seek? Fathoming darkness through the glass Hilted dagger by my side In tryst with seeds of dreams What is it that I seek? Havoc created in my mind Tempest close to my chest Entrusting my soul to freedom What is it that I seek? Walking towards the horizon The tidal waves doffing away my marks The wind breeze escaping to repose I am so far yet so close What is it that I seek?