what is time and why does it taste like salt water inside of my mouth? someday i will sail again, to a distant shore, far away.
i just found something i wrote when i was um, well a little "out of myself"...i'll leave it at that. nothing spectacular...just interesting to read in hindsight.
out of myself and out of tune intune with my thoughts
clearer yet
harder to define
fine details
in my mind
minding more than usual usually alone
hoping for distractions
distractions sleep now
now at peace
peaceful dreams await me with every blink
blinking out the clouds cloudiness of the day is just a blur
blurring lines and shadows
shadows only hide the truth
true love finds us when we let it rain on us
rainy days and summer sun
and sunday afternoons
half past noon on the pavement
our lines and shadows blur to one one day we'll know this was
the day worth envying
envious of nights we feared the sun
the sun will come too early and will
stay out way too late
later we should celebrate
this life we'll live to hate |