My skin burns
The beverage condensates
I am awaiting nothing
Wishing for no one
The grass stands tall
I no longer bow my head
To the sky above
I followed nature and was left
With purposelessness
The joints in my body
Feel young and light
The blood in my veins
Pump through the chambers
In my chest
Over and over and over
I am alive
I sit under the sun
And remember the universe
Inside me
I forget my small existence
I don't care about my small existence
In this galaxy
I experience purposelessness
And become one with nature
Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 1:49 AM UTC
My skin burns
The beverage condensates
I am awaiting nothing
Wishing for no one
The grass stands tall
I no longer bow my head
To the sky above
I followed nature and was left
With purposelessness
The joints in my body
Feel young and light
The blood in my veins
Pump through the chambers
In my chest
Over and over and over
I am alive
I sit under the sun
And remember the universe
Inside me
I forget my small existence
I don't care about my small existence
In this galaxy
I experience purposelessness
And become one with nature
