I think the only way to truly live Forever is to die young and tragically; to go in some incredibly mysterious way; that would be superior and most definitely unforgettable and that could quite possibly be immortality.
Writing is very cathartic for me, In the same way, Which, Bleeding is cathartic for plague treatment. After drenching a page, I sit, Corpse-still, Catholic cathedral still, Feel! Echoing off my abandoned adorned walls.
Blazing the sun, Here I am living my life having fun. The days go by in a world that never sleeps.
Despite my efforts in life of doing my best. Life to me feels like it is a test. Sometimes I weep, I feel like I’m playing on a deck of cards.
Sometimes people ask, what’s the matter? But my life’s just getting better.
My soul is like the ocean, Strong, deep and wild. Adventurous and creative to the core.
I find myself wanting more.
I’m surrounded in a world that’s just about vanity, but to me that’s just insanity.
Sometimes I feel down, I feel like a clown. There are times I cry and die a little inside.
My head feels like it’s going to explode when I feel anxious, moments when my head feels like it’s on fire because I feel dire.
I walk alone because I’m wise. I avoid small minds.
Music and clarity are the only things that keep me away from insanity. They are the reflection of my aura. The definition of my life’s mission. After all, I’ll always do what I can with my time just to be fine. There’s no need to use my intuition.
A poem written by Connor Vibes. (2018 - All rights reserved)