tripping a little bit to the sea,
see the seeds grow out of your pine head tree.
Nauseous because I think you said somethin'
your eyes captivate me, so then I fall
into that abyss
maybe into oblivion.
I think we both know I cant see.

I think it's fair to say enough of my thoughts,
but dragged my back into those
wide cracks.

I didn't realise reality was part of this
yeah im tripping a little bit, to the sky now.
Lemme say my goodbyes,

wait
its too late.
im reaching for the sky now.

I live in my head
behind close doors
where I talk to my
thoughts.

in between the roots of my soul,
I've come to understand perspectives
of those who are woken,
and those..
Who are buried.

I've realised,
Pain can be endured
and
accepted into those who
have taken in it and
became friends with it.


Some people don't want to
be helped from the Pain,
and that's completely okay.


Respecting one choices to
suffer or love about it,
I think,
is truly
beautiful.