in holding silence, a ripple of something smaller under the surface i have never flown over bodies of water so large i could not see land over the horizon holding my breath as i momentarily watched waves lap at sands i will never see in person lips parted in a strange smile, still unaccepting of the reality encased in framed glass assurance living under skin i still have yet to inspect in the mirror with its sharp corners pinching past until blood vessels break and nails bite through further flickering flashes ingrained behind closed eyelids programmed performances repeated recorded in the chandeliers twinkling lights reflecting refracting a dance of hands, memorized scripts
air becomes thinner as altitudes rise, meaningless numbers to someone still choking on the sighs trapped in their own lungs breathlessness tasting like ***** on tongues that drip in honey beauty pressed between perfectly manicured fangs
in holding silence, in holding breath
air expands as altitudes rise soon this fantasy will break like accidentally shattered ceramic plates unreality sinking further into sore muscles and rattling ribcages rinsed out with surface seawater, clearing out the seared wounds that unbridled practiced passion singe into hands not belonging to the celestial sweat pooled like wax at collar bones placing wicks atop ballooning lungs waiting for the flame to reach the bottom
a misty start with worlds to go a walk through forest, desert, snow with altitude and dizzy joy a challenge which my strength employs a peaceful summit waiting warm where thought and poetry find form from near the sun our minds turn to worlds below we will return
too many times have i taken the time to individually place dominos to have someone else knock them down before i’ve even finished.
and too many times have i taken the time to try to build myself up for someone to break me down before i’ve even finished.
they’re scared of what i could make of myself, but what they don’t know is that falling down and getting back up just made me stronger. i have gotten used to the change in altitudes, but you still need an oxygen mask. (steal the air from my lungs as i steal the light in your eyes)
If you think you can't win, then you cant If you think you can make it, then you can If you think going through this is so hard, then it is If you think it is easy, then it is Success comes to you where you will never give up Believe strongly before you get into action Make sure, hard work should be your caption Dont think success stays so far You've to fight; it is a war!
Every situation has a positive and a negative side. If you want to succeed, form the habit of forcing yourself to look for the positive in every situation. Every thing is possible with positive thoughts and and an optimistic attitude!
Fought against my fears, Until now that they have become hate, Pushing back those tears, I am trying my best to find ways to meet my fate.
Carrying on my shoulders a heavy pile, I hide my broken spirit behind that smile, Locked myself away in the room, My whole world has been feeling gloom.
Seems like the earth and its creatures have won once again, I will admit that its not atitude, We are just in diffrent altitudes, All i can do is pace myself away from your latitude, There has always been a different maltitude...my "Dear Friend"
Fly away Believe in your wings Take into confidence The winds Help your soar higher Bird’s-eye view Clearer perspective Higher altitudes Rarefied air Do more with less Now you can fly Wings give hope With winds by you Perch higher On the highest cliffs Edge of the world Never seemed so beautiful Ready for adventure It all starts here