"Deep inside confide in time your mind"
"Dance in your rhymes and soon you will find"
"Who you are lost inside behind your shallow mask"
"This is all i ask, say thank you for this time my universe"
"When you breathe your last"
When i die, do we die together?
How long do i get to live?
Will i ever find love?
Will we always be alone?
Will i be a hero, a writer, a chef, somebody?
Will i journey and explore, always be me?
Is there a God that hears me, sees me?
Will i ever be truly free, or free to see me?
Is there more to life than this
More than a house, wife, and kids
A car, a job, a routine life that exists
I wish there was magic and monsters and dragons
Not just this
The prison, the questions, the rhymes, the zero affection
I wish someone saw the me that was me inside
Not a face, the mask i show to confide
I wish i could speak, but iam not always one
A man of many, no father, barely a good son
Friendship, and the one i wish i was
Tomplexthis, a king of nothing, but of time i once said
Imagination, exploration, religions, science, and magic
In the world, this one, money is the God, the king
But it isn't everything
What if we were all the kings of our dreams
Free to do as we please
Free, is not always good, it seems
Our laws, rules, societarian downfalls, constraints
Drive us insane, daily stress veins
I may read, or cannot
I wish to speak, sometimes yes, but other times no
I repeat myself, to be heard, and still no one understands
I speak from my head, not with my words
If you could be a hero, what would your ideals be
If you could be a villain, how long would you live here
No one is a God, nobody is immortal, only in words
Carried on slowly, drifting in time, eventually forgotten
The words of our existence, were not truly us
Just the things we said, a mask they saw, had seen
The us that we are, will never be known, the mind
And for me, thats all i was
Tomplexthis, in my dreams, and daydreams
This isn't even poetry, just a thing of thoughts.
Once again, lost forever in time
April 15 2019
a heartfelt message to yourself, to study, read and indulge
try it, let yourself out, and let it all go