This place is blank
Empty and dank
Like cellars are
At a popular bar
And the lines are blue
Like the sky is too
And the tall red tower
Holds all of the power
Like the queen of the land
With her scepter in hand
Or a fierce mountain, tall
The strongest of them all.

They cut me down to free
The warmth they saw in me.

I know a Riddle
It is short, and simple
But is also hard to solve
I've sailed in the sea of thoughts for nights
I've wandered to the land of minds so far
Still, I didn't get the answer
So I am now here
Seeking help to find the answer

I know a Riddle
This thing has no strings attached,
but has feelings within

I know a Riddle
What is it called when you are more than friends
but less than a couple?

I've cracked codes
Upon many men
But yours was the hardest riddle
Probably an unsolvable riddle
You wouldn't let me into your heart
You were a locked door
I had to give up on you
You gave me sorrow
But then again
Sometimes
Love will bring you pain

It gets across the point if the earth really is alive,
If you were interviewing a butterfly,
Standing on the branch of an oak tree.
Now, a butterfly lives only for a few days
But an oak tree can live for over a thousand years.
If you were to ask the butterfly:
Do you precede the object of which your standing is being alive?
The butterfly would say: of course not. I've been here all my life
It is all five days, and the tree hasn't done a thing
Well, it's the same problem with the human being
If you would ask a person
Perhaps one that's lived for a hundred years
They precede the earth, which is really 5 billion years old, is being alive
They would say: of course not. I've been here my whole life, and it hasn't done a thing.
The earth really is alive.

You hold me because you want to
tell me something, but
you keep me empty

I linger, waiting for you
to tell me but you look away
and leave me safe
on a shelf, unblemished

Like you, I would also
like to

keep

your word.