In the midst of confusion
No one seems to notice
Time spinning with frustration
His hands moving in force
Emitted through destruction
Made by the walls once
Of a heart torn and broken;
Opening for a chance
Determining the sensation
Fluttering in the breeze
Of the mist and cool condition
Rising in confidence
Like an eagle after predation
Of prey in a quiet race,
Very still and calm it mentions
"Even you want love of pure existence."
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 6:33 AM UTC
In the midst of confusion
No one seems to notice
Time spinning with frustration
His hands moving in force
Emitted through destruction
Made by the walls once
Of a heart torn and broken;
Opening for a chance
Determining the sensation
Fluttering in the breeze
Of the mist and cool condition
Rising in confidence
Like an eagle after predation
Of prey in a quiet race,
Very still and calm it mentions
"Even you want love of pure existence."
