Like lightning through the trees
Wish I could see the rest of what is around me
Maybe when I'm older
I'll understand, things can be simple
Until then
Beneath the waves I go
Whatever lies beneath is another layer gone
Nothing any one person knows
With the weight of these feelings at night
Colour and contact filtering through
A smattering of light
Nothing more
Regardless of life and happenstance
The future could be anything at all
Beauty of rising actions
Or
Pain from the fall
Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 1:45 PM UTC
Like lightning through the trees
Wish I could see the rest of what is around me
Maybe when I'm older
I'll understand, things can be simple
Until then
Beneath the waves I go
Whatever lies beneath is another layer gone
Nothing any one person knows
With the weight of these feelings at night
Colour and contact filtering through
A smattering of light
Nothing more
Regardless of life and happenstance
The future could be anything at all
Beauty of rising actions
Or
Pain from the fall
