the you are you listening to me the me inside of you the 1 you turn to when lonely when bored the 1 who answers with sometimes not so kind words the 1 who thinks you’re the best even when
greatness greatness came yesterday when anger left clearing a space for vision leaving doom to fend alone the magnitude of truth finally fills the air never forgetting rather tucking away despair gloom taking a long slow inhale exhaling a sigh that has no hurt taking
comfort a call away there is something something bothersome something vexing something in the air that lingers around despair echoes amongst the limbs desolation sticks to the twigs despondency brushes the bark something not quite right when light fades and shadows
recycling of qi sailing solo on calm a sea searching for tranquility reflect upon the future not the past echo the winds calling with a whisper within the space sought resides in every human every being it is the harmony that binds every soul the universe holds
DO it …………a collection of mismatched socks & shoes a weird combination of booze the tv news has nothing new sleep an option that would require pop’n
a new year’s toast is this new year any different than the last only in days spent more blissful, bright & content shedding those distressed, dysphoric wrapped in lament take into toll people who’ve crossed your path asking, wanting nothing other than sharing laughter in the moments of disorder and
