Like the clouds
Running to be with the sun
Little did it know
That the very thing he desire will be his demise

And on his journey to the West,
On the pursuit of the light
So little he know,
That he'll be enveloped by
The eerie darkness of the night
Again

It's hard to turn the page to a new page
When our fav character is not there

No matter how brightly the stars shine
They can never outshine the moon's silvery glow
Yet no matter how long the moon shine,
She'll never have her own light
Under the silent veil of the night
Echoed with the songs of the waves
So freely as they flow
Over this wilted love inside my grave
Drunk from my own wine
Aching for a tale that never intertwined

From the warm breath of bright light,
blue sky breaks through our dormancy.
Cool breeze still keeps on bare air,
whilst curved lines rise bound in time
to care for the meaning of life.

We're expected to expand or contract,
responding to vast constructs set upon us.
It's easy to forget measures of the present tense.
Stillness often corrects parallels to connect, as impulses bubble up to ****** inside the mind.

Characters unseen play amongst the set,
there are integrated games we gain but our existence is said to be simplistic.
Focus on your sense of self and betterment, less complicated within the riddles of preconditioning.
Here to give, win and begin again.

If you're working against a better future for all of us, I will, without hesitation, walk all over you to make the best out of a world on fire.

Let me say goodbye
Let me start anew
To leave the past behind
Make room for me to grow
Explore the things I like
In a place I never knew
Chase a wider sky
Swim a bluer sea
Brave the toughest climb
Beat the beast within

Now,
Now remember these words

The heart of the heart
Must stay like a child's
For no matter how far
How high nor how long
Hold the hand
Wherever you're from
Shadows are just tricks
Played by the mind
So thread the path
Holding a candlelight

now you know
i am not what you thought i'd be
what more did you expect?
i can now be all the forbidden colors
but still a child, a wanderer
nothing else
once you find the tunnel
you will find the way out
and once you start down this path
you will not stop running
it's not easy, being you
sometimes you have to lie
to find the truth
in the bubble of life
you're too afraid to pop
will you grow so large
until it can no longer hold you?
or will you let it suffocate you?
will you go on and rot?