Life seems to stand at you with an iron rod, threatening you to do better
to achieve something greater so you don't worry about the rest of your life.
Do I wonder where I am going now?
It feels like a trap when I choose a high road, the low road jumps in front of me as I walk along
I don't know if I could really last long upon the way that would be positive because I don't love who I am
In the endless search for meaning, I wrote this poem a while back, and it gave me hope. Love
Broke down, I will close my eyes and heal
For now, I am awakened to my true meaning
Would I deny, a debt I've been ignoring
By diving deeper into a world unknown
Where things seem out of place
The world is not a steady pace
Where nothing is everything
And silence the loudest music
Where freedom is a blanket
That covers every fiber of being
It holds you tightly and shows you
Even when you're unaware of what it would want
A love so tender and so rare
Even the clouds move to find it
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