I walk past
the rusted train tracks
feeling a little...
little,
a little...
lonely,
and feeling
bits and pieces
of other feelings that
don't feel like much at all.
I pick up smooth
stones and
step on the sharp ones,
and glance around the
weed choked lot...
and thought I saw
something beautiful.
Shapes and colors.
One step
another step
a leap
I am running
chasing my dreams,
my destiny and awareness.
I want change
in my life,
I want
You.
I want...
Something Beautiful.
