The thunder in my head pulsing,
But my eyes have not begun to rain.
Accepting will lend you freedom,
Evacuate the pain.
Silence is the cue to thinking.
Drowning in the dark.
But every time one holds my hand,
They tend to leave a mark.
Lead me to an infinite ladder,
Bring me to the sky.
I have inhaled a dream to explore the world entire.
And I long to say goodbye.
But my eyes have not begun to rain.
Accepting will lend you freedom,
Evacuate the pain.
Silence is the cue to thinking.
Drowning in the dark.
But every time one holds my hand,
They tend to leave a mark.
Lead me to an infinite ladder,
Bring me to the sky.
I have inhaled a dream to explore the world entire.
And I long to say goodbye.
4 comments:
this feels strange to ask..
why would you want to say goodbye to your dreams? or have i understood it wrong?
Yes, you misunderstood.
My dream is to explore the planet.
I long for the day I can pack up and leave where I am now.
I long to travel. I long to get up and go. But of course conflicting issues are inescapable and it will take TIME.
ooh! :P
the depth in your words!
wow!
I really don't find my poetry that obscure. But thank you.
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