Setting life upon a pedestal to be looked at, yet to be demonstrated in poetical visions.
Checkered pastimes are livid as sight shows beautiful sensations through feelings of horrendous intensity, delivering memories into future sunsets.
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Stretched wider with allpeople who’ve been kepttogether with your intensedesires to be close forever.Settling into a regime ofearly retiring of life’suntimely ends.
Hiding within, letting no one know who I am,
Soundless fears try to awaken me, and I don’teven respond to their calls.Quietly, I sit in morose loneliness, alonewith my thoughts and insinuating myself intoabysses of yesterday.Never wanting to be met, retreating from thosewho want to be friends.Knowing only that I don’t want to be taken andabused ever again, by someone pretending to benice, then…
Catching sight of rhythm as it rocks me into the future
me back.Wanting to be loved and held closely at times, thenwanting to be let go without any fuss.A beautiful scene, being held within my mind, allowingme to be myself, alone.Not pressuring me at all as I slide into beyond, lettinggo of all the annoyances and trials of life.
Riding through all types of weather, always pushing ahead, not wanting to experience trials brought on my other people’s baggage and jealousies.
Being in tune with nature, having faith in tomorrow’s scheme of things to come.Never listening to conversations on this side of life, wishing to always be rid of humanities inconsistencies and barrage of cruelty.
Measuring time in nanoseconds, because it goes so quickly out of hand.
At times, leaving me breathless, unable to feel bad about anything.The ending of each day is filled with colorful sunsets as they grasp my eyes with their scents of beauty.