the weather feels good
feeling the warm breeze
feeling the grass between my feet
feeling nothing but peace
feeling like I never want this to leave
no talking
listening to the trees
just listen as you see the rustling of the leaves
listen to this peace
home,is everything but peace
as I'm looking outside the window
I see the grass and the trees
wondering what would it feel like to be at peace
just wanting to go steady for at least a week
no thunderstorms,no rocks to disturb my peace
no earthquakes starting to rumble below my feet
I want nothing but to feel at peace
this peace is so far away
but I see it everyday its running away from me
every time I feel it but it just goes right pass me
the weather feels good
feeling the warm breeze
feeling like everything around me has peace except for of course me
I'm starting to get the rhythm of the beat
boom boom boom bang boom boom boom bang
you hear that?
this rhythm is the one who's messing with me
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Gain Pain
PoetryYour mind tells stories of all things. Your mind believes whatever you want it to believe. Some right or wrong, some absolutely right, some thoughts suicidal, depressed, and dark. This is a tell all of the mind or at least what's going on in mines.
