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my mind is constantly going going and going and going worried about the day head and still trapped in yesterday i'm always dreaming about the future but hardly do I sleep even though i walk this earth in a visibly awoken state subconsciously unknowingly my sanity is weak trust a higher power is what they say but even that we cannot see or touch who's to say god is real anyway? walk with me let me show what it is i speak because to explain in spoken word is something not of my expertise so i will paint you a picture in poetry place yourself in cloth sneakers standing in the middle of the rain arms open wide head tilted back and when the lightening strikes you'll feel a wave of pain you see the storm will let up, and you'll see a slight break in the clouds but you'll never fully see the sun that's what my life is like now and in all this going and going and going i must rest my weary head while nightmares make the best of bad weather planting the damnest of seed as slight as a feather fear worry fright anger sadness happiness delight sickness wellness day night grief loathing pity spite jealousy hatefulness weakness fight acceptance willingness wrong right if there's anything you haven't felt at some moment you will feel for the mind is a tricky being that may fascinate you into your very own doom because in your waking life you won't know what is and isn't real walk with me i think about life i think about death i think about time i've wasted i think about time i have left i think about my future i think about my past i think about my happiness i think how long it may last i think about god i think about faith i think about my love i think how long will he stay i think about who i am i think of who i am to be i think of my imprisonment i think of being free i think of my thoughts i think of my fears i think of leaving this place i think as if i'm still here who's to say i've succumb to my mind i am well aware that what i search for may be something i'll never find peace does it truly exist? or is it a place in our imagination? a place of harmonic endeavors a place where our souls may finally seek self proclamation a place we may finally rest our hearts in full adoration and acclamation what's that you say? peace? walk with me
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Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 6:33 AM UTC
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my mind is constantly going going and going and going worried about the day head and still trapped in yesterday i'm always dreaming about the future but hardly do I sleep even though i walk this earth in a visibly awoken state subconsciously unknowingly my sanity is weak trust a higher power is what they say but even that we cannot see or touch who's to say god is real anyway? walk with me let me show what it is i speak because to explain in spoken word is something not of my expertise so i will paint you a picture in poetry place yourself in cloth sneakers standing in the middle of the rain arms open wide head tilted back and when the lightening strikes you'll feel a wave of pain you see the storm will let up, and you'll see a slight break in the clouds but you'll never fully see the sun that's what my life is like now and in all this going and going and going i must rest my weary head while nightmares make the best of bad weather planting the damnest of seed as slight as a feather fear worry fright anger sadness happiness delight sickness wellness day night grief loathing pity spite jealousy hatefulness weakness fight acceptance willingness wrong right if there's anything you haven't felt at some moment you will feel for the mind is a tricky being that may fascinate you into your very own doom because in your waking life you won't know what is and isn't real walk with me i think about life i think about death i think about time i've wasted i think about time i have left i think about my future i think about my past i think about my happiness i think how long it may last i think about god i think about faith i think about my love i think how long will he stay i think about who i am i think of who i am to be i think of my imprisonment i think of being free i think of my thoughts i think of my fears i think of leaving this place i think as if i'm still here who's to say i've succumb to my mind i am well aware that what i search for may be something i'll never find peace does it truly exist? or is it a place in our imagination? a place of harmonic endeavors a place where our souls may finally seek self proclamation a place we may finally rest our hearts in full adoration and acclamation what's that you say? peace? walk with me
(C) Maxwell 2015
#love#peace#depression#worry#life#heart#loss#mind#thinking#symbolic
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Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 6:33 AM UTC
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