In these eyes I see
What cannot be unseen
If I did not feel anything
What would I dream
If I knew nothing at all
What would life mean?
If I was lost in infinity
How could I breathe?
Sometimes I wonder
What separates us from being lost in infinity?
Is it that we can see the beauty and the horrors
Or that we can dream
Is it the fact that we don't have to think to breathe?
The longer my mind contemplates
The closer I come
To consider the idea that
Maybe we are lost too
I can only hope that life is finite

My brain feels leaky
I can not think straight
How many thoughts will leave before I can escape?

So many equations in my brain
I can not equate
If this is all real
Then why does it feel so fake

I write about sadness
They ask me what for?
I see the madness
They tell me my flaws
I fell into infinity
My mind can only explore
I feel insanity
They can only ignore

Leave me alone
Let me expire
Paint the sky red
Hang me with wires
I will find enlightenment
No matter the hour

Lonely
That word should be left alone

Sometimes my heart shutters
Butterflies fly out of my stomach with quiet flutters