The Depthless Awakening
Silently, slowly, soundlessly
Holding on to what's left of the grey
Allowing black and white to invade and not
Letting creativity take place
Literal? Yes, but now being
Open-minded is what's
Wilting the art society. There's
Nowhere else to go
Everywhere mutely watching
Scared of what tomorrow brings
Silently, slowly, soundlessly I breathe
The Intoxicating World
Out of nowhere everyone goes silent
Barely holding on to society, careless, hopeless
Lost and no one goes looking for you
Invading thoughts that stick with you
Violating your privacy? No more; getting
Ignored? Fine with it. I'm lost without my thoughts corrupting what I feel inside
Open-hearted; anyone willing to be there but no one seems to care
No one cares that I'm lost in society; it seems to be an endless battle
How we fly
We fly eagerly,
We're anxious, antsy, apprehensive even.
We fly but where to?
We fly but can't find reasons why.
We fly eagerly day and night,
We fly patiently,
We wait and wait and wait.
When can we fly?
We have found a reason why.
We fly for tranquility, for peace,
We fly swiftly,
Swiftly as we go,
We fly without a word
In too much of a hurry
When we fly gracefully,
We fly with a graceful disposition,
With intent,
With fairness,
With purpose.
When we fly silently,
We have a lot to say,
Going about our business,
Keeping everything inside,
Feeling like a withered buttercup.
Now when we fly away,
We experience new
Thoughts, new views,
We have different outlooks on life, of people.
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