I let the new breeze persuade itself into my room
Arms opened, eyes closed in forgiveness for everything evil
Listening to the best music in my collection
Looking for something that isn’t here
Its nights like this when I see the difference
Between thinking and knowing that there is somewhere bigger than me.
I want to consume the inconsumable
I want the grass and soil to treat me as one of their own
Mother nature’s call is a silent one
But I see it written in the stars
There is beauty everywhere
If only we open our eyes to see
It’s been 19 years of settling for the sake to say I have
But tonight I know that there is somewhere bigger than me
I really liked where your head was at on this one
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.