If I could leave my consciousness
And travel across my heart
I would see every rock and every drop
As a work of art
At the beginning I might find
A fairly nuetral place
There's never sun and never rain
And too much empty space
But soon the journey isn't smooth
Rises and falls that you might call extreme
One moment snow, the next mad heat
The former like a dream
The next chapter is more puzzling
So many routes to choose
Along one road I gained so much
The other had much to lose
At the end I saw a mountain wall
Streching as far as east to west
I knew I had to climb it
And at the top let my feet rest
When I finally turned around
I could see all the places I'd been
But then I tripped and fell off the edge
Since then I have not been seen
Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 7:25 PM UTC
If I could leave my consciousness
And travel across my heart
I would see every rock and every drop
As a work of art
At the beginning I might find
A fairly nuetral place
There's never sun and never rain
And too much empty space
But soon the journey isn't smooth
Rises and falls that you might call extreme
One moment snow, the next mad heat
The former like a dream
The next chapter is more puzzling
So many routes to choose
Along one road I gained so much
The other had much to lose
At the end I saw a mountain wall
Streching as far as east to west
I knew I had to climb it
And at the top let my feet rest
When I finally turned around
I could see all the places I'd been
But then I tripped and fell off the edge
Since then I have not been seen
Each stanza is like a chapter in life
