It is a remix in my mind through the airwaves
searching channels to connect with those
moments in time that seemed unforgettable,
yet have simply forgotten; what I know I don't
understand...following my misleading heart,
"The feeling was right, I doubt the feeling is true!"
Jesus saves on Earth, I am on a solo flight
through outer space, many galaxies with black
holes, Quantum leaps of faith crashing with the
stars creating Supernovas of the mind; what I
know I don't care I knew...living daily lies- the
backside of the Sun is colder than the dark side
of the Moon; living on Mars is not the same as
understanding Venus; lips between the hips can
be deceiving if kisses the lips are not receiving
(pin-this) to the wild side of your mind; what I
know I don't...lessons in life as I grow, teach me,
keep me out of liberty's reach, it is mental
freedom I search for; what I know I don't want too
anymore, let alone remember when I was an
innocent child thought formality was the law of
the land until I was old enough to conceptualize
formalism was the rules my father formed inside
his castle; when the gate was raised and bridge
lowered I roamed freely metamorphosis a wild
child, a child of the night...I continue to roam freely-
unforgiven; what I know I don't bother preaching,
practical traits on standstill; a rebel with much
cause, stubborn like my newborn, reluctant to
change like showers in May, and a broken heart,
which continues thinking, "Better days are coming,
it was written in the stars." A personal setup for a
shattered heart, breaking spider webs of discontent;
what I know I don't intend to share with anyone;
information given can lead one to suicidal tendencies,
envy, and bias opinions; what do you know about the
lack of orgies!?
Soulkritic® 2014