Confessions

Flowers, they appear so bright The skylight, where everything appears to be right Your life Is waiting for you to find it To take control, to let go Our hopes and expectations, Leave them all behind Freedom, carelessness Do not fear death Hold me in your mind, On your tongue, In your arms, You are my angel, my muse, Oh all those who do not mind If we live or if we die The mind is all we have Our hearts, caught on fishing strings Hooked, with when's and why's Squinting to find the dealers hands Which cards we are handed So run with me, and swim in this ocean of endless life Reaching the trenches we subliminate our souls Giving up to something dark, all because our lights were dimmed Failure to charge, you remain a hollow coward Swimming to the surface I float With eyes and gaping holes visible to shore That is all I show I appear alone, Although never lonely, I confess my heart keeps my mind company