Conversations Over-grown Situations That plateau Habitations
The grass is green and overgrown The sound machine is Out of tone It’s hard in this world Alone
Can start with Difference Everything, you go with Same Do gets This but What remains.... Truth, do not wait
Fill your days with Productivity. Challenge your thoughts Through activities. It leads to spouts
I punched a wall Then a built a house. I stepped on an ant. Then I saved a mouse. I cussed at my love
Darkness and light Fight for my days Yet the darkness is the Shadow that stays Not evil, not depression
I was once walking down Pasture lane when crows flew over… Then I thought of subtle rain Pouring over the dead.... And golden sunsets bless this visi…
When our lips touched hers and min… I got a tangling sensation Up my spine As my hands move south I cup her breasts
Can we grasp a feeling Thrown so carelessly? As we take our seats Beneath the thinking tree. Looking at it all
But what we share Is golden like the endless sun Not knowing laughing and having fu… As we run To the lands unknown
Everyone is less optimistic Truth is far from simplistic The essence of can’t gets it But then she paid me a visit Made me look at
As I lay dying I can’t help but say I might beat this I may
My dreams sit on the wall. It helps them not to fall. Through the cracks in my head. I want this but that comes instead… I am how I am.
I can keep going Because we’re here to stand It’s all the same And we make plans Thank you
Back in the day Before I knew The way I would have gotten mad At what you
