without ever lifting your feet.
without ever getting lost.
without tears rolling down your face.
without ever making a sound,
without ever opening your mind.
without any doubts.
Roses are sad
Violets are crying
I’m happy on the outside
But inside I’m dying.
and I saw star like light
only it wasn’t light
it was darkness of the worst kind
the kind that seeps and consumes.
This illusion is so surreal
believing darkness to be light
and feigning naivety
for all I know,
I could be making tin cans.
No it is not scary,
not knowing is not dreary.
It is bliss of a different kind,
uncertainty doesn’t make you lose your mind.
The options are never ending,
and the freedom is intoxicating.
No expectations no let downs,
no tears no frowns.
I’ll go where life takes me,
and catch whatever it throws,
we’ll see where I end up,
after the to and froes.
Some nights I cant sleep,
I don’t know why.
Wide eyed and troubled,
I stare up at the moonlit sky.
I can’t make shapes out of stars,
can’t form constellations.
I can’t believe without a single doubt,
can’t fall without any hesitation.
Being awake at the crack of dawn,
gives you the most amazing feeling,
it’s like all the good ideas haven’t been taken yet,
and new discoveries are all yours for the making.
Some nights I can’t sleep,
I don’t know why,
I guess its so I can feel these feelings,
that would ordinarily pass me by.
It makes me feel like I belong,
like I’m part of something great.
Feels like I’m in on a secret,
this world cant negate.
Feels like I know the answer,
while this world continues to debate.
Feels like I know our purpose,
while the only thing this world can do is wait.