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I need something, something I can’t name
A little old school, a little hipster, maybe even cool
To find one that sees you as fire
And they’ve been cold for a lifetime
But just what do you say
I need to change my song, my walk, my groove
Otherwise this will be still a dieing wish
And a life not truly lived
As if it’s all in a book report I am to read and I’m now walking to the front of the class
It’s time, the lights are off, the doors are closing and they are calling my name
Pages of this chapter have become old
Some who shared their secret wants just because
Some who ghosted me for what ever reason they thought they should
Some who spoke to me once and too busy since then
Some who are looking for what they’re missing in life and I know it’s not within my skin
I’m grasping for something that isn’t real
A lucid dream, a song I once heard, laughter that danced down the street from places unknown
I must grow
I am sitting on the edge of blue, blue waters and I need to dive into my ocean
Not someone else’s
I need my own dreams, not ones that other’s have painted so much
I brush my dust into the hearth that still glows red
Weight you let go of doesn’t need to be picked up again.
May my prayers reach on high and let it be said amongst them that I’m trying
And this inky stain on my hands, on my mind, on my soul may one day fade
I am unique in these deep woods
May I reach the sun before an axe finds my roots
It’s time to let things go
For I write in this granite stone “I am a new man.”
Gone
Bye Tumblr. It’s been fun.
My heart has been ripped out of me because of a family issue. I just don’t have it in me for much any more.
-a man who hide in here-