Perplexed in the days that fly,
In time, washing the cuts of the past clean.
Staring into the cracks of unopened doors waiting for my senses to explore.
Turning the lights to a dim and forgetting what you’ve ever learned.
Dissolved into your mind, your own world takes fight.
Sense of yourself, gone, past those cracked weathered doors.
Bathed in diamonds reality only dirt compared to what is real, it never really matters masked in your own world.
You sneak past what you’ve known to enter what the heart truly desires.
What your life is and where you are going, disappear and are forgotten when you explore the unknown world of your lost flowing mind.
Dotted with reality your enclosed barred thoughts prevent anyone to ****** your lost soul back safe on the other side of those sacred doors.
Flirting with desires you are stuck with imagination til your senses return to what is real.
The hardness of departure from what you want could be rewarding with those whom love you.