Tired, I'm flowing all day,
Water that I hold runs free,
When they wonder how to leeway,
Where everyone yens for a moment of glee.
I am just like you,
You can come back and see yourself,
A paradox of white, black, and blue,
Unknown depths that lay dormant.
Waves of warmth and welcome you, daunt
You have the strategy to Grumble & Grasp,
The looks lying indolent,
Harsh reality not easily unmasked.
No one understands you, yet has been in you,
The dilemmas of sleep & tree,
The crux of which is only known by a few,
Life and death hold you in rivalry.
Mar 21
Mar 21, 2026 at 7:55 AM UTC
Tired, I'm flowing all day,
Water that I hold runs free,
When they wonder how to leeway,
Where everyone yens for a moment of glee.
I am just like you,
You can come back and see yourself,
A paradox of white, black, and blue,
Unknown depths that lay dormant.
Waves of warmth and welcome you, daunt
You have the strategy to Grumble & Grasp,
The looks lying indolent,
Harsh reality not easily unmasked.
No one understands you, yet has been in you,
The dilemmas of sleep & tree,
The crux of which is only known by a few,
Life and death hold you in rivalry.
Hazel_Dusk ©
