
The Earth spins round and round, faster than light and faster than sound. The thing that you lost first had to be found. Whether your heads in the clouds or your feet on the ground, you get to choose when you wear the crown. Swim with it on, they’ll all be astound but only because most of us drown. But where are we swimming? Is it to a new town? Just another up to come crashing back down? Do we fake all our smiles to protect our frowns?
Happy or sad it all feels the same. Emotions are wild, they’ll never be tamed. There never were rules for life’s little game, so why do we point and find something to blame, when somebody burns us with our own flame? Why are we filled with such terrible shame, we don’t want to be seen but we hold onto fame. Nobody, everybody, remember my name. God never left, god never came. Love doesn’t hurt, that is called pain.
But what is the need to fill this anxious space, and why does it take over when we come face to face? You can’t win the race if all you do is chase. We see the finish line but steady is our pace. The strong fear the easy way out… sometimes that has to be the case. There’s beauty in the fall, we’re delicate as lace. What heals broken pieces if I don’t have your embrace? It couldn’t be myself, I caused all the craze. Forgive yourself a little, you might be amazed. Just don’t be surprised when no one else is phased. It’s okay to be alone, nobody really stays. Sit back, watch and listen to the music their soul plays. Mourn the change that comes with the demons we slay. “Mold the world around you”? No you are the clay. Hold on tight to loved ones, soon we will be grey. Light and dark inside us, but the moon reflects sun rays.
All our eyes are cursed, blood vessels burst.
If god is the doctor why don’t we thank the nurse?
We do pay our respects, we just do it in a hearse…
Death takes better care
Life gave us its best
Too much for us to bear
We could have asked for less
All the things we share
Our heart beats in our chests
Death is no intruder
This life is our guest
About the Creator
Chris Davis
My mind drifts like the rivers of high Colorado and my heart lies in the arms of Mother Nature. My soul is tied to the strings of the universe and my energy flows to and from the consciousness around me.



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