Why am I so afraid?
It's a game of hide and sneak
My feelings versus me
Call it a field day
Shy away
It's a game of the gay
Three words.
Simple escape
The bearing of an elephant releases its weight
A prisoner escapes from his cage
Drip, drop fall from my lips
Just like dandelion tips
You'll fall
Free to be whatever becomes of we
Fly, fly, fly, fly away
Into the ray that takes us away
Just three words.
That's all I need to say.
YOU ARE READING
Symptoms
PoesíaPoetry. Love. Happiness. Sadness. Depression. Guilt. Regret. Struggle and Confliction. We may all be breathing, we may all have our hearts beating. But these are our vital signs. These are symptoms that prove we're alive.
