One wide split right through the middle
Frightening fighting while I stay hidden
A war between reality and feelings
The path my feelings follow aren't always appealing.

I've invested my energies in endeavours proven destructive
Fed the essence of my aura into a river that's been occluded
All the sentiment sediment with the pressure becomes eruptive
Seems like the fallacy inside me had always been corrupted.

Imagination and my devastation have I always been deluded
Dichotomy so clear yet the opposing parts keep feuding
They create a perfect storm as if these factors colluded
Adding to the mounting anxiety making matters more confusing.

If you survived
That despair
That unfair
That chaos
That storm
That void
That emptiness
That silence
That dark time
Along the way
And yet, keep the balance
With kindness alive
And calm eyes

No matter what
You are not of this time
To be precise
You are divine
No less than the God
Don't know
Who needs to hear this
May be, the person reading

Your goodness

I let the moon wave
I’m made of 70% water
So I let my fire breathe
My soul is fuming
My eyes keep watering
My mood is trying to make believe a view
30 days waiting for a full moon
I’m faced with a mirror
And I’m waving
Take me away
I want to be surrounded by light
I want to be like you
Wave me in the direction
I want the sun to shine off of me
High tide, low tide
Viewing
The balance
In the phases
These waves are wide