Sometimes you have to say farewell
to find a new way
to continue
your
life

Conviction, certainty
Knowledge of the world
A clear understanding
Of how it all worked

I had all these things
A long time ago
The moment you'd speak
I'd know the response

No changing my mind
My worldview was set
Thought I was a delight
But I was a little ****

Music, I don’t hear it
Like most of the world
Rhythm, I can’t feel it
Like I can touch words

But you, you hear it well
The sounds I cannot see
They live inside your head
Before you set them free

So let us walk this path
Where both of our arts meet
I will spill out my heart
To your new melody

We can make you fall in love
We can make you sing along

We can craft a love affair
We can fake it like we care

We can lure you with our bait
We can be your worst mistake

Both truth tellers and deceivers
We are poetic word weavers

Beware of our siren songs.

I read a stream of musings
Of amber autumn leafs
Thunderstorms rising
Blue oceans and ravines

And turned to look outside
Hoping to find my own
But saw dying grass for miles
Beneath a blinding sun

Perhaps I'll drive a while
And find myself upon
An undiscovered sight
With nature's gentle song