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Lewis Feb 1
To the great unknown I find myself standing in front of
I want to offer a welcome
and a challenge
I take too lightly the gift of a free will
and remain in this small town
wishing I was gone
more times than I can count
always becoming distracted

with some past lover

or something that's nothing

I've stayed full on little for too long
it became apparent I must leave
and finding myself in a place to do so
I will
I am
I have
Lewis Feb 1
So now you've had shelter
You've given the answers
By way of the answers
Our ancestors used to say
Here we are
Still unsure
In the ways that we want to say
That life isn't perfect
But is it worth it
What I know is all I can say
A clock keeps time,
But is ir fo me or is it you?
I guess that one day
I won't have to worry
And neither will you.
Lewis Aug 2016
I understand that it's a destructive process, I understand that you don't want to be wrong.
At every avenue I offered you a counter.
What exactly is it youd want me to do?
I'll remember every single sylable
of sentences said while sleeping soundly

only if its be able to remind you
We're on this earth with a counter
every second sand is seeping southward
Lewis Jan 2014
With so much mass connectivity
and trading of information
I can't help but feel
like everyone is slipping farther away
from REAL people
from REAL experiences
Just a thought. I really felt the need to put something up since it has been so long, unfortunately I'm not feeling too inspired this morning.
Lewis Oct 2013
Instead of being born
you were given an approximation,
a number, and a grand lock
in a world made of half truths
and the whole a great salt ocean
that you will not tread

When you finally reach the surface
choking and gasping on salt water
you may realize your fatal error
and the god of wind won't fill your sails
he won't even grace your cheek
with a loving breeze of a hand

In death you may find no peace
only the absence of a body
drifting in a bitter daylight
halved and hollow hearted
all forms of life seek the simplest existence
nothing
Lewis Sep 2013
The last of your words
float ceaselessly through my processes
hold me up, measure me against them
throw me down and forget
they find the one spot I forgot to armor plate
and tear away every other shred
submerge me in the darkest of waters
but saves me at the last second
if nothing else for ironies sake
its hard to think about meeting a stranger I already know
or holding a familiar body I'd never really felt
but that's your definition
you are what you never were
Lewis Sep 2013
Not even in the darkness
can there be shadow
Not even in the light
can you hide
from the things that seek you
keep you through the day
holding to your skin
well into the night
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