The perfect moment never really exists.
My thoughts look for it, but fail miserably.
That correct action is a dreamland story.
My reality questions it daily.
Approval is for the faint hearted, the wild are never tamed.
Simple is the easy escape.
Try the complicated, it’s always worth it.
I write a ballad at times, but music fails me over and over again.
Calmly I strike out my goals,
But somehow this list never ends.
“Is this seat taken? “ “Not yet but that could change“ “Do you come here often?” “No but that could be changed […]
Little spurts of chilling winds, Simple sparkly pools of water. The world questioning your every move, Let’s try to be a good […]
Secrecy a way of life, self defense a way to strive. Feel the world change around, hear beyond the common sound. I know and […]
At times we are just sleepless. Rested but sleepless. Not awake no more but sleepless. At times its being awake all the […]
