When you walk with me oh god,
everything seems so beautiful,
the blazing sun in shadowless sky,
the thundering storm and deafening wind
I see the savage beauty through you
and I reckon wandering wilderness in me.

Morning by morning
I wake to the glow
Of the Yellow Sun warming
The frost on the window

Melting away
All that keeps me from seeing
The dawn of The Day,
And deceptions of dreaming...

.

I realized tonight
that you'll never
be able to understand.

Numbers and statistics
don't always equate
to what I'm feeling.

and it's not because
you're ignorant
and it's not because
I'm smarter

We're just clever differently.

logic can't explain
the feeling of connectedness
beyond mere feeling accepted

No this is different.

This is the part of me
who can't be religious because
there's no proof
At War
with the part of me that truly believes
that magic is real just because
I've been drawn to it

Perhaps magic is real
but exists beyond logic.

Everything is connected.
I'm sorry Lovely,

but I don't think you'll
ever understand
and I don't think I'll
ever be able to explain

do you ever see yourself
from the lens
of someone else
and marvel at
what you see
or do you paint a scenario
in your head
of what you would
change about yourself?