Beneath the colours of the butterfly wing
A brighter world awaits the coming of the king
Wish it all past
Make light clean shade
This realm is alive
A stranger hidden glade
For this world exists but not as it seems
To reach it alone rely on your dreams
The others who are there will follow you true
As sleep passes by and life is anew

the wild ones are always within
suppressed by modernity
longing for release
it's the way we were meant to perceive complexity
not with rationalisation
but with spontaneity and emotion

only a fantasy
rainbow points the way
my dreams
everyday
rain caressing dew
gone
its demise premature
no delay
remember
I am stray
in
humanity
we play

I wear midnight when the wild ghosts are passing
the air is sweet
the demise of love ?

behold

the pure vampires to the fore
living the dream
whilst they can

post living
time unknown
all unforgiving

rainbow points the way to the source

go figure

steam is grey
but
I
follow my dreams
every day
and
perhaps
maybe
maybe
like
a fantasy
I
delay
in
humanity

Sometimes people and society don’t allow us to be who we are
We have to comply with unwritten traditions
Mass insecurity tries to hold back individual growth
You cannot do this
You cannot do that
It may affect the lives of others
(But)
Life affects the path of all on a daily basis
No assistance is required
Follow our individual drive and travel together
Work with what we have
Instead of against
Lose our fear of reliance
Experience the event

It seems history repeats itself because no one listens