Unsound

My Heart throbs Though I’m not nervous God’s telling me It’s time to live for a purpose Change how you perceive My surroundings blurred The only thing that I believe Shown in whats occurred My heads in the clouds Yet it feels so real Not just in the heart But the soul I feel These eyes ache Exhausted and forewarned This night may never end This soul can’t be left torn In my mind I realize It’s fine to die alone When all is said and done There are still hearts that call mine Home I call them my own Only till my shelter blows down I call them my own Only till my shelter blows down My heads in the clouds Yet it feels so real Not just in the heart But the soul I feel My minds on the stars Yet I’m laying on the ground Reasoning against myself All know I am unsound

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