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Chase Hunter Mar 2015
As waves in an ocean my life moves in motion
With no past just present
I search for a notion of peace
The tranquility within can be such a beast
Seeking for the feast
Look ahead at what's to be
for there is so much in this life to see
So do not look down on thee
no matter how you think the situation should be

Smile
Happiness is key
Chase Hunter Mar 2015
I can't tell you where I will be
but I know this climactic forest will always be with me

Whether I am hiding in the seams of the trees
or dancing in the mixed piles of leaves

Running with the wild
or balancing as one on the broken down beams

There is something about the woods that awakens me
shouts with a whistle of a breeze through the soft spoken trees
this is where you were meant to be

Always giving something new to see
just for thee
Chase Hunter Mar 2015
I am waiting for the sun to peak through the trees
while I sit on these broken down beams

Motionless I stare into the abyss
wondering what will come from this

I watch the birds swiftly sway from tree to tree as they play
slowly hoping that everything will be okay

People always ask me what I will do
but I can't seem to find anything to say
Silently wishing they would all drift away
so I can just sail somewhere and live astray

I want to get away and not have all these people to pay
I find it weird we have to pay to live on a planet we were born on

Although; these are just things we all have to face
so instead of fighting with the whole human race
I will live here in the pathless woods
for this is my place
Chase Hunter Mar 2015
Sitting on this small park bench
waiting in the winds while the trees undress
I look for a path that could change the past

All the words I speak are just continuous ideas I seek
Planning out my future like I am supposed to know who to be

Sitting on a park bench with the Autumn leaves
conversing with myself of what I actually want and need

Well I will truly never know until I succeed
but success is just an optimist of serenity
and sometimes even greed

So for now I will just sit on this park bench
with the calm and cooling breeze
Just being happy that I am me
Chase Hunter Mar 2015
Melodies of soft spoken syllabifies,
writing down stories about the people we will never meet
Our minds continuously crash like broken computer screens

Looking for questions instead of answers,
its the weird things our minds seek
Chase Hunter Mar 2015
Conversing and thinking,
on how we are all slowly sinking
Everything can go wrong in the matter of blinking
Chase Hunter Mar 2015
Take me back to that spot;
where your eyes distantly grazed against mine like an unfamiliar thought crossing through your head,
trying not to be forgotten

Take me back to the flickering images of your hair;
as it bursts with sparks of fire every time it comes in contact with the streams of light,
reaching through the window

Let me relive five minutes of time with you;
let me admire your smile as you curiously gaze into my eyes
as if reading a short novel,
written only for you

Take me back to the shoreline where we lost time;
take me back to you
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