there is a certain liberation to be enjoyed
no rule following
going through a point that impresses the senses
freedom of speed
reaching the horizon before dawn
no longer per hour
measuring in the second
ecstasy of movement
with no destination
ending too soon
but living in the moment

Do I seek reparation
Do I crave adoration
Am I drawn by the critics
Am I freed by the lies
When I question my cause
My answer repeats

Without me there is nothing

I am my life

being alive
accepting every feeling
good
bad
happy
painful
unwilling to favour one or the other
moulding life to complement
resisting preference for experience
being alive

Heart
          Encompasses
A   R   T
l    e      h
l    m     o
      a        u
      r          g
      k           h
      a             t
      b              s
      l
      e

what dream is this I awaken from

am I no longer a part of time
where is the reality of before
my clock is running behind

catching up with where the world has gone
it wears you out

sleep is where I find my reality

so leave me to descend into my own
and carry on with nothing

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