It’s here I belong With my body melding with yours And my heart beating To the music of our souls

Ignorant is one who is born, And lives as they are. If you seek to stand alone, And prove each life Is sacred

Take the journey of truth And slay the darkness That tempts us all. But be aware this knowledge…

For a transformation Isn’t without sacrifice. And a journey for truth leads to great grief

But at least you will know. And is knowledge not… the utmost goal in existence

I find myself looking inward even when I try to escape. It’s in the books I read, The films I watch, The Artists I praise, that remind me the beauty of life. But I often disregard myself…

Immersed in worlds that distract from a life I don’t know how to live.

This isn’t the first, but then what was the last? It was here and gone, but a feeling can’t be masked

The life I’ve lived is both one, and many. Despite a broken mind, I still cherish memories.

This melody repeating, I’ve heard once before…

But perhaps it’s not a song, I’m just striking the same chord.

There was a relief, in feeling the storms approach. Perhaps I’ve wanted it to come. Maybe I was just sick of waiting.

I watched it pulverize like a movie on the screen, and held onto the what was left as if it wasn’t going to disappear.

Through and through Running like hell And forgetting why. Various things I tried In every life I’ve lived. Some thing’s just never change.

Here your thoughts are irrelevant, and that weight is finally gone. Nothing matters anymore, and isn’t that what you wanted?

In a place of nothingness, There’s nothing to lose. But without the possibility of loss, You’ll never feel again.

I’m transfixed by my shadow, when no path is certain. I watch the steps it takes as if I’m following someone else.

It’s a path I’ve created, though these steps are not by choice, But feelings that bind me to the end of my story

A fire burned here And I’m laying in the ashes, Changed but incomplete

I await the smoke to lift me And fly me away from this grief I set ablaze

To experience the golden hour Through serene country roads

Where fields of grass become the sun itself

Bursting radiating warmth across the infinite