Uncharted
Could have wished, would have shown me earlier,
If it weren't only for the tranquil color,
Covering energy, wasted serene past finally dissipated,
Uncomfortable in others' comfort, glossy sight surroundings,
Reexamining this position wasn't all it was cut out to be,
Attentions were pure to be part of something,
Reading minds, wrong decisions, hindsight and phase,
Trivial, change of temperature.
I'll meet you on the edge, jumping first, insight for you not to follow,
Heavy end soothe the pain, warning signs, words already expressed,
The conceding eye disclosing a tear, even if I could,
the answers are not here,
Repetition, at least the birds sing songs, a pleasant language.
I truly do not think my heart was ever held,
shouting you wouldn't have known if it was,
Let's see where this takes me,
I am thinking moving to one place to the next,
Not sure in what direction,
a being is there looking out themselves,
The sounds influence more than predicted, how this is foreshadowed,
It grabs tightly, lost with such an emphatic start, what am I trying to reach,
Understanding on where one might be, am I not every night?
Morning's light, oh to jump around, shouting I am free, analyze,
I am forever at one's feet if they show me, the answers remain to be seen,
I'll continue otherworldly push if you could only relate in know-how,
Conceivably answered, yes, you see it,
Finally kicked in, though the good part has the least amount of time.
Okay, substance around me, family tree slowly being buried,
"Cannot take it with you."
Now what?
Always thinking of the end before it's begun,
Lived long enough, what is left to show?
Rapture.
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Lee Norton
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