When the clouds moved away I could see the sun again First the rays carried words that Spoke in a form I cannot give To the paper I write on. You made those words clearer, I had to utter them in a way, I Knew others could understand. I started with the things I Wanted, but ran empty again. You gave them more meaning In my head, than I could on paper. My poem had to end, but my Heart kept those tiny whispers close Forever
Yeah I don’t know how to quite explain it Why I do the things I do You wouldn’t believe me if I told you But it’s a whole mess up inside my head Some days I don’t wanna get out of bed I’m my worst critic Always being so cynical Sometimes it even gets physical
Inside I feel so dull Not pretty like a doll I’m no genius And I got a lot of missing pieces I can’t take a joke
And last time I spoke You might of taken it the wrong way But no blame on you I know it’s all on me
I try so hard to keep my emotions at bay But if you said “hey Tell me what your feeling” You might see what I’m concealing So don’t look too far You’ll just see scars
It’s a waste of your precious time Just ask me “how are you” So I can say I’m fine It’ll do.
The earth feels small, loosing size constantly as the sun lowers herself the world is immersed in her ****** streams of warmth. It is fading the sky becomes stronger, rocks us in the darkness of minor stars - so big, so far away. They matter so little It is far away, yet so big. We think of it as little.
What do they think of us? Stars are suns But are they all the same?
Millions are sweeping around the universes so big So hot Far away Looking small
They are hiding their meaning .. You have to find it
Do you want it?
The stars are suns So small But they are big If we let them be If we explore their truth
Do we mind the darkness around them? Do you see it?
Our eyes are meant to find light We focus Nobody minds
Nobody wants to find darkness We are all looking for another sun Lost in the cloak of darkness we want to escape from
A world beyond the dreams of mortals, filled with passages and portals. A magical place, of hope and grace. The unreal is real, the real is unreal. A constantly turning wheel. A place I could only dream of, the spreading wings of a dove. The perfect place for all magic admirers, a space where my dreams burn like fire. But this such place, could it be true? A place I know, I knew. But this haven, it comes with a catch. For it bears a key and a latch. And now it can't even be found, the wild vines that bind it can't be unbound. Will I ever get to open the gate? Could I discover it, before it's too late? If I cannot my heart, my dreams, all will be shattered. And people will laugh, like it doesn't even matter.