Spiral
This will be my constant summation of everything that is.
This will be my apparent reasoning for the world as I distinguish it.
It is not only damaging my nature for what I am but shackling me down towards my own entropy.
I feel no longer like the deity of my own destiny leaving me in a disposition of denial.
Why is it that when I see the faces of true nature that bestow themselves upon my doorstep that I must coherently absolve them of their own pain and bestow them the agony that lives inside me dormant?
Its not like that.
You have your pains as much as I but yet I still feel like these pains you share are the two sided sword of Gabriel.
There comes a time when you stop picking up a child after they are constantly knocked to the ground so they must learn to pick themselves up.
There comes a time when the world must realize that everything and everyone around them is a two sided mirror and we all wear the masks of the lesser of the better on the backside of our heads and hearts.
Take head these words, for some people will only see them as ramblings, and others will see the logic and chaos behind it, the culmination of the swirling abyss that is the universe and everyone has their own.
I feel like I have come to the understanding that once you understand that you are truly alone in this universe will you understand that you are at one with everything and everyone else in it.
You can take that as a denial of god and faith,
you can take that as the ranting of some imbecile,
A heartbreaker,
A heartbroken,
A genius,
A loser,
A gentleman,
A misunderstood man.
These eclectic memories are meant to fade, and these memorable times are meant to pass.
Only In My Dreams
I gaze into the starry abyss of the shadowy sky, And in its beauty,
I have not seen something to compare
Accept in my dreams,
How is it, for someone of my nature to show love,
How hard is it to grasp that love is my nature but I can not show,
Only in my dreams,
Have I seen such eyes that defy the fullest eclipse,
Only in my dreams,
Taste the lips that are to make a rose quiver in jealousy,
Only in my dreams,
My only fear is that I wake,
For it is my nature to love
But hard to show that love is my nature
Only in my dreams,
Spiral
This will be my constant summation of everything that is.
This will be my apparent reasoning for the world as I distinguish it.
It is not only damaging my nature for what I am but shackling me down towards my own entropy.
I feel no longer like the deity of my own destiny leaving me in a disposition of denial.
Why is it that when I see the faces of true nature that bestow themselves upon my doorstep that I must coherently absolve them of their own pain and bestow them the agony that lives inside me dormant?
Its not like that.
You have your pains as much as I but yet I still feel like these pains you share are the two sided sword of Gabriel.
There comes a time when you stop picking up a child after they are constantly knocked to the ground so they must learn to pick themselves up.
There comes a time when the world must realize that everything and everyone around them is a two sided mirror and we all wear the masks of the lesser of the better on the backside of our heads and hearts.
Take head these words, for some people will only see them as ramblings, and others will see the logic and chaos behind it, the culmination of the swirling abyss that is the universe and everyone has their own.
I feel like I have come to the understanding that once you understand that you are truly alone in this universe will you understand that you are at one with everything and everyone else in it.
You can take that as a denial of god and faith,
you can take that as the ranting of some imbecile,
A heartbreaker,
A heartbroken,
A genius,
A loser,
A gentleman,
A misunderstood man.
These eclectic memories are meant to fade, and these memorable times are meant to pass.