We are never a lone
Even at our loneliest
They dance with us
They sing with us
They cry with us
Time is ever moving
Time is always the same
We bustle in
We bustle out
Realms
Worlds
Fabrics of existence
They say those are just dreams
Fantasies
Illusions
Follow the stars
Follow the moon
Maybe you won't wish upon a star
Eyes wide
Gifted with sight
They say dead men tell no tales
But I am no dead man
I will tell my tales
So that you may learn
Grow
And truly love
There's no escape of truth
You may not unlearn
You may see the past
You may see the future
But you must still remain present
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoesiaPoetry through the sense of a person just trying to understand, heal, and grow. Will continue to add more as I write more!
