Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
#feaful
Fleeting thoughts of possibilities Sometimes are the worst company Fleeting thoughts of possibilities Sometimes are all that I need Why does life feel so fluid I cannot seem to put my finger on What is right and what is wrong But I’m just another soul rewriting the song What can give life can **** Hell, dehydration and drowning It’s absolutely insane the way the pendulum swings All this time while knowing My compass could point north But is that my bearing? Is that the way I am Steering? With my neck careening... And my ears without hearing... I press on, I move forward, I don’t stop I am tenacity I am raw unfiltered determination Unsure where to go, but without defecation I press on I will figure it out I always figure it out Yup, no doubt(...well, maybe a little)
0
Apr 27, 2019
Apr 27, 2019 at 7:20 PM UTC
Pendulum