I truly do enjoy the cold
But sometimes I long to hold
The gentle hand of you nearby
But then I always start to sigh

Like the coldness in the wind
I think there's love around the bend
But when I place my hand up to it
It melts away frost stuck to it

Just like the cold in winter time
I wish I had you all as mine
For when the cold then starts  to form
I cannot help but feel...warm

At the back of the dark
below the deepest well
behind the darkest shadow
I left myself waiting for me to come back

In the great halls of an immense library
I found myself lost
Wondering if I would find my way out

Such an immense stretch of knowledge
An ocean raging on
Will I ever find the shore

I woke up on the beach and started to travel
My journey took me to the deepest part of the forest
The darkness overtaking me

That's where I found myself
Asleep in the bottom of the pit
Submerged in the back of the dark

23 must be that golden number.
the number in which you are old enough that most of your most impactful memories are now almost 10 years old or more.
What really seals the deal is that I see things from 2 years ago and I feel like time really has flown.
What happened to time being so slow to pass?
One year may as well have been 5 back then.
Now time goes by too fast.
I just wanna be 21 forever.
If not for blink 182 I would be wonder what my age was again.

I took a walk in the woods today
flowers burned a sunlit yellow
the trees so tall

I scaled a mountain today
the snow melted into a cream of white
the view so large

I left the earth for a while
it seemed so great in space
the world so small

I found those woods again
flowers cut down
trees so short

The mountain waited for me to come visit
it's peak was crumbled
the view so stunted

I had a life
it left me yesterday
a time so short

We live in a world with so much to impress us
so many ways to say things that are interesting or deep
but it's really all just pioneering a finite surface
much like the Earth

We may run out one day
with these short lives of ours
we try to take it all in
and hold all the beauty we can

At least most of us do
many people choose to ignore it all
dying having never lived
so sad....

Either way life is a short moment
and it's best to know your own potential
I never feel like I've tested mine enough
and I suppose that's a good thing

What a thin veil something like sunlight is
to cover everything but the stuff itself is smaller than atoms
so easily broken away from too
anything gets in the way and the veil is pierced
such a powerful veil it is too
to generate all that heat and come from just one big ball in the sky
a single point of light
like a big flashlight shining on the Earth in the middle of the night

My head is turning
the office chair rotating
my head is pounding

The front of myself filled with the power of music
all of this seems to point to one thing
that my head will soon put me under for a while

That I will have a great long sleep
to a bright new morning