The mind flutters. The body clutters in emotions. In motion. Trying to sip on a potion While staying in devotion to something....... I try to be it all, yet I cant control this This THIS ——- flutter
Yet, falling freely. Seeing me be me. Really,,,,,
I stay away At bay. Yet fragment, moments, ideas All collide into an explosion of the possibility.
And my mind flutters Like a butterfly Crashes like a falling airplane; Freely, painfully As I hold onto the railings on the bus. There is a single stop I crash - again, again.... When, I say stop Again - Reality - A shattering crash.
And I flutter, more More, More.
Nothing will stop, nothing. This fluttering flies away and I am left shaking
A wound Is opened, in front of you I want crash now. Because my explosion in front of you Will hurt you You will stay
Yet I think: Please come (I flutter)
Please go —-
At the same time..
A mind so afraid to be oneself. Creating scenarios for love, friendships, and life.