GloMag GloMagMay2019 - Page 112

LONELY I TRAVEL, WITHIN ME When the night is without a story And the eye without a dream And a half moon has travelled an entire day To sleep in the bosom of an unwritten song I tread on a lonely road Singeing silently There's a jungle within me And a roaring sea I wrap a shadow on my dark And try to set a ghoul free 112