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Pain overtakes in mysterious ways. Fuzzing the mind to fleece. Making minutes into days, Raising mountains before the peace.
By Rachel Steinmetz2 years ago in Poets
Peering higher up intimidates a coward and inspires fighters
The question is not Why I lack an audience; But why I need them.
They search history Thinking to fix the future But forget the now
Control is power, But desire overcomes it. Careful with wanting...
You got me reaching toward twisted. Glazed by smiles that unlocked my heart Only to be locked in yours. You held me in your palm.
If there is normal, then life is a prison where we've all gone crazy.
Humanity is small and limited, wisdom kept by desire to flee. So much in this little world, oblivious to another's plea.
Sometimes, I dream of the day when being ME will be enough of an identity to live on. * When I won't need to paint myself in flags
If I would live above the clouds, I would watch the world instead of being a part. I would peer through the eyes of a stranger
One thing to learn from the ocean waves is how they never cease to dance. And only strengthen their wit When the wind whips her wings.
I know it's easier to let go and forget. To stuff life in the prison it deserves. To storm away every moral ever set, and shut instead of calming the nerves.
