Have you ever felt like
freeing us through the forest
Falling off the sidelines as we go
Have you ever felt like
freezing time
every minute we’re together
Have you ever felt like
heaven isn’t worth it,
hell is too much,
earth is just enough
There’s beauty behind
everything lining the gray,
flux and flow in
no-man’s land,
on your ground there are
crooked edges and sweet scents
Losing myself but
finding a we,
closing my eyes but
opening my soul,
blurred and unclear
and we are everlost
Oh, absolutely
Everlost, the best kind of lost to be. Where the street signs fade into the emotional seas, and the maps dissolve leading to a lost you never want to leave.
Expertly beautiful, this.
"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr
In
answer to the question, yes I've felt like that ...more so when reading your poem