My lonely field no one to accompany, there are weeds growing high up till my chin. I am barefoot, walking around aimlessly my feet are bleeding many pebbles beneath my feet I am searching for the sun hiding behind the clouds the colours are sepia black, brown, yellow soon there is rain pouring over my face the scene goes muddy then moon follows and the night conquers and till when it is dawn I am long gone.
a walk in my field, a walk into my life it is how it is stay where you are scenery is not pretty.
day after day after day i long for her, the beautiful greens in her eyes and the rough textures of her skin, the way she glistens in the sun while the water weeps, the cracking sounds, the birds and the breathes of life,
i want to come to you again, be one of your children like i know i've been before, like i still am today.
Heaven knows The stars blink tinsel silver like iridescent lights On amphetamines Heaven speaks It seems to rap lyrically In lilting tones of urban harmony A song greatly loved yet- Suspiciously unknown Heaven kisses The birth of moments Undiscovered The gentle blooming Of daily standard creation Unforgiving Like lilies in the lake Of time Roses towering delicately Menacingly On the morning Of Gods’ new mind.