We portray things to be so off-putting
clashing words together
building them up to eventually fall from the ceiling

Leaving these previously spoken ideas to die with time
Embarking on these imaginary journeys
just to have them left and forgotten behind

By the start of a new conversation
or the words are interrupted
to transfuse into a new formation

If we truly seek to pursue these thoughts
we must not feel distraught
but grateful that they were able to be caught

Knowing we have to work for them
for they cannot be bought

So go out and capture these journeys
These are no longer pictures from our imagination
these are no longer just thoughts in our head
you are no longer talking with your friends
or dreaming in bed

For the first time
You are alive
not dead