[A] People, who willingly
sacrifice progress for comfort,
are deserving of neither.

Breathe, just breathe,
And tell me what you see;
For I can't tell what lies ahead:
You must go on before me.

Sometimes you sense them
In the dark places of night
But now face to face.

Mwuahahaha, this is a ten-word
And there's four left.

Give up
It's what they mean
Not what they say.

We all have dreams
And we all forget them
We all meet people
We can't say we met them

have you noticed

how silent and calm the earth becomes just as the sun sets beyond the horizon

have you noticed

how even when a storm approaches in the morning, birds still fill the air with their lullabies

have you noticed

how low the fog lays as if ready to befriend and swallow up anything in its path

have you noticed  

how everything keeps living
despite all the changes that occur
everyday

have you