going between emotions bursting against each other trying to find a grip where their are no hand holes no one to help where you just have one choice to hop to the next step hoping it doesn't snap
we can not understand how rivers and oceans talk how they wade through troubles and hard rock of problems how they turn us against ourselves and unite in one breath how they overflow taking us with it
walking through clouds catching blue drips of sky catching in my mind a vision, a dream? of what is meant to be a shallow shell one little hole of where I could be I will let the blue drips go washing away the colour leaving me emotions bear and exposed
always running without water not a single drop of dew a little river is all I ask instead of this land I live in where water is just for the lies that blossom