Questions follow the ups and downs revealing pretentious smiles and frowns. Answers when will they come, hiding the path we quest to be on. Flickering light shall I follow or stand gazing into the sun’s laminating beams.
Revelations reveal what we feel and time encompasses the trail we seek. All complications sidetrack as our versioned heart grows heavy with mind attached. Sadness reeks like a smell so foul I fathom the day when reality and desire meet.
Yet to find that we bare a burden to a great extent. A lingering vibration we can’t quite invent. Cleverly we decipher ways to avoid yet in the long run justice will repent.
Today I thought I would just dissect life, dissect life. And let my conscious speak beneath all the madness and mayhem I take a look into daily. Riding on the metro with nothing but time to think, I am the one on the brink. Of what? Who knows all I speak in trances though combining in the flow. So would one judge and pass a statement like a judge or just dissect my leaf.