face planted in the green
slow turn to the wispy sky
knowing peace is to dream
growing up is a gritty lie
memories dont blur like these clouds
there's no time to capture them
before the screen brightens, i dreamt
about sub conscious clouts
face planted with a smile
taking a piece of it is a slap to the head
tucking away my self conscious guile
drowning in joy until i lose my breath
- t.m
Aug 3, 2017
Aug 3, 2017 at 2:56 PM UTC
face planted in the green
slow turn to the wispy sky
knowing peace is to dream
growing up is a gritty lie
memories dont blur like these clouds
there's no time to capture them
before the screen brightens, i dreamt
about sub conscious clouts
face planted with a smile
taking a piece of it is a slap to the head
tucking away my self conscious guile
drowning in joy until i lose my breath
- t.m
