You write so beautifully
In the dead of night;
03;47am
Most people are asleep,
Their minds at a rest.
But you;
You are a wild fire,
Your thoughts are fireworks
exploding through your veins.
Every idea that comes to mind,
Becomes art;
Scribbled on a page,
Desperate to form
In the real world.
Thinking is a necessity,
Without it we would go mad.
Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 3:31 AM UTC
You write so beautifully
In the dead of night;
03;47am
Most people are asleep,
Their minds at a rest.
But you;
You are a wild fire,
Your thoughts are fireworks
exploding through your veins.
Every idea that comes to mind,
Becomes art;
Scribbled on a page,
Desperate to form
In the real world.
Thinking is a necessity,
Without it we would go mad.
