There are no distractions
at 3:10 A M
There's not even a breeze
no stirring of wind
I sit alone in silence
listening to nothing
No , no I'm not in any
kind of suffering
Just letting my consciousness
expand beyond the borders
Beyond the mountains
and the sea's waters
Not even the space
surrounding the stars
There are no limits
as to just how far
My universe
is my man made cosmos
A thought turning to whim
Seen through like ghost
I sit alone in silence
but I'm not really lonely
I have all of my friends :
mayonnaise , mustard and lots of baloney
Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 4:40 AM UTC
There are no distractions
at 3:10 A M
There's not even a breeze
no stirring of wind
I sit alone in silence
listening to nothing
No , no I'm not in any
kind of suffering
Just letting my consciousness
expand beyond the borders
Beyond the mountains
and the sea's waters
Not even the space
surrounding the stars
There are no limits
as to just how far
My universe
is my man made cosmos
A thought turning to whim
Seen through like ghost
I sit alone in silence
but I'm not really lonely
I have all of my friends :
mayonnaise , mustard and lots of baloney
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