Footprints

One horizon sets
and another one falls
stuck within the confines
of the same four walls

A half moon rises
when I wished for it full
I grasp another shooting star
and thrust it into my skull

One, two, three, or more
knife marks in my heart
I step back to the beginning
defeated, I go back to the start

Shoes off, so I can feel the sand
with only the sound of breeze
on a beach covered in prints
a sole soul is set at ease

 

Scott Mitchell

2017

 

About Scott Mitchell

A scene, a soul, and an expression. I'm an artist based in Detroit, but focus globally #worldiction #art #detroit #scottmitchell View all posts by Scott Mitchell

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