Stability. its a sense.
of recovery. a faulty frailty.
but this time, I got more things on my side to stay inclined.
hiking up and over over exposure to decomposing thoughts.
where am I headed. No one knows. Its a journey. steady winds for now.
The storms came. remain retain balance catch my breathe till it gets thick again. bury my head. in love. plunge into the ocean remove my anchor. float where these tides decide to take me.
hold on tight. are you ready for the ride of your life. strife. fight. colors. life.
I am much more than a double sided knife. You belong here. lets write a song dear.
about all these situations will make everything easier and seem crystal clear. embark on untouched waters. no maps these guide these worlds. of uncharted emotions
I have yet to delve into. so follow me to where my spirit is an aurora of light. in a new worlds garden of Eden. we can find love with little to nothing to spite.
but these times for they move to fast. living at last. every breathe make it count. remembered. forever. reread our minds when we are older. when we see what we wrote down about each other. pages upon pages. book upon book. amounting to a lifetime of words I wont get a chance to read a second time. but for other peoples hearts to find. a remorseful resourceful artist. I will live in the time of words and pages. Ill be someone reflected upon by sages of futuristic places. so plunge into my little world. stay with me. I can show you how to live forever in script and literature. music and visuals. we are more than animals. we are gods and creators. so create us a place where we can stay together forever. we can feed the masses with food for thought. no one will be starving for things to say or hear. wisdom makes life crystal clear follow a light you can see from many peoples rear veiw mirror. metaphors sink people in trapped doors of smoke in mirrors as they try to decipher my blotched complex head to contact the similes witch they later find are haunting them under their bed. were all monsters and we like to look like each other. so help me break these barriers of sound with piercing loud. disengage frailty and reality with rich rich fantasy.
so Girl lets write ourselves a fairly descent fairy tale ending to something a little condescending.
"Lets live Happily ever after"