I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
Nothing is as disturbing as the unknown It makes you think and neglect the known But if one had the knowledge of the future
By Harydo Neon8 years ago in Poets
"It is but a torment that bites me It is like a leech attached to my skin I try to get rid of it but yet still It wouldn't allow me to have the breath of true peace
In this great debate of where i am to go God promises to send me a place where kings go There was need for a special man to be my father
What i write now is an experience So along the line it could get so tensed What is perfection? Can a person be perfect? I must share this event to get it out of my system
And so it is the second day The cloud is still and I feel my spirit ascending Burdens, worries, guilty, all just in the mind
What exactly does this mean "i love you..." Is it a statement or a feeling? Depends on the reference of whom it is addressed
If i was in love, i would treat her like a queen And be her humble king, cuddling at her feet if i was in love, i would mostly act with sacarsm
"And thus i stand, in this big ocean But there isn't water, just thoughts And thus i feel so distraught It is said that this strange ocean holds the answers
I stand on the beach, gazing beyond the horizon I am thinking of why i am so different from other citizens In a good way or bad way, i am yet to decide
How do i describe my future How do you describe my nature Who do you say i am Who do you think i am Do you know me well enough to describe me
"Lie, Lie, Lie, Truth, Truth, truth Which would i say is better A truth that is a lie, or a lie that's true It is a pondering piece of a complex matter
"I am ready, well-dressed, maybe like a perfect gentleman But who cares,i try to dress to avoid unwanted attraction And thus, as i wait for my mode of transportation via rail
