date written: May 21st 2020
Silence is music and music is art. How can we be so close knit as a society yet we're falling apart.
Is dark the absence of light or light the absence of dark? Tab under my tongue this journey I'll soon embark.
The simple things in life all amplified. Can't feel my face I might have died and gone to heaven. Memories play vividly like movies that I've never seen. Philosophical question like what does it mean to be?
The sunset mesmerizes my senses memorize its cadence qualifies my existence.
We were put here to love and appreciate. Signs up above we alleviate the pain the pleasure we deviate from one another.
The rules the rules we're played as fools distracted by the daily news. Addicted to television and smart phones we can't seem to lose-
Touch.
With the digital. The messages subliminal. Do a good deed and people see you as a criminal.
Gentle whispers fill my mind I see music in frozen time. Melting colors, water ripples gently what's yours then becomes what's mine.
One with nature nature one with me lack of parenthesis. Looking closely one can see the plants do photosynthesis.
Thoughts dancing yet I'm still.
The outside world still seems not real.
I write these words yet words themselves cannot begin to describe how it feels
YOU ARE READING
thoughts from inside a galaxy, or a speck of dust
Poesiastupid thoughts from inside my notes app. i've been writing in my notes app and random notebooks since i was 14. most of them don't have titles, so i'll put the date they were written instead.
