Feelings Flow Like The River To The Ocean

Feelings flow like the river to the ocean

My brain squishes and squirms

The glass beckons for another call

Silently the deadly thoughts seep in

Soon under pressure from within

Will planed dates fail?

Or will new silver arise?

I can not beckon to compromise

Calling cell shaded glass forgotten from within

Why does it all have to be so grim

Stupendous, the solid boar takes its toll

Grasping and groaning

Gripping to thoughts that never were

Feelings that never came

Drink from the body in the shadow of depth

Hostile because it's all you got left

Squirm pathetically on the mountain top

Paths shed unto the light

Make these wish o so bright

With the cats calling

Find it all for naught

For it is what you fight for to make it rot.

The broken highways, the severed thoughts

Shooting stars and fortifying tarot cards

Stupidly it comes to a close

Maybe sliding away was for the better

Trash bags slice to decide it all

Slicing, and cutting, I fall down

Slowly like it was all meant to sink in

I slowly fall hoping that maybe grace catches me

Stubborn I get back up

Raising my fists, ready for more

The sun may set once more

But it will always rise for the morning

It's a wonder

A wonder we made it this far

A wonder we took it this far

A wonder beyond the lines

Beyond anything

Broken pieces and shattered glass stain the floor

Wandering and wondering why the passages fly by

Goodbye to the soft and cruel

The delicate and the wounded

The times we made are there to stay

But I have gone colder now

Embracing a life that was never meant to be

For here I go in the wild

Like a desert without sand

A soldier without orders, without borders.

Do you want to go star gazing with me?

There's not much to see

The stars aren't that bright

But we can see them together

We can shine bright with them together

Maybe it's lofty

But that's never stopped me

Stars collide in their open stars

Spacing out to the now unknown

Flowers bloom on the open moon

But I shouldn't die so soon

Slowly the shoulders collapse on the highway

Driving down to know what is right

For people expect the cogs in the system

To strike out a match and make another out the ashes

Several years, several months

All passed, all coming

The present rushes to the ocean

The start runs from the river

The finale settles in the forest

So you decided to come back

Rushing and turning

Was it worth it?

Or did you ever leave?