We were pieces
Broken apart…
Tag: random thoughts
Inner Voice
Among the nothingness I stand
Not a woman, not a man
Unidentifiable, as their definitions stand
The History Game
You seem so sure
That there’s nothing you can do
That the stars’ position
Tell you visions that are true
You seem so sure of how unsure our future is
Of how we’ll fight in a war that no one wins
And although we know
We still try
Oh history why
Why do you keep playing this game with me
Strange Things
Let us fall
Although children we may no longer be
In this skin torn, old, and wrinkly
We begin
Again and again
Like the seeds falling from a tree
Birthed from death
Oh what a strange thing to see
My drifting soul becoming me
Little Boat
I birthed it,
The story that I wrote
Out of a dream I had
Of me laying on a little boat
Soon I woke with vague memory
Thoughts I could not define
What was I doing on a boat on that dream of mine
A Dream I Didn’t Have
He tried to explain to me
That my soul has forgotten how it used to be
Before it was imprisoned by this jailer, this body
As the bright light shined down on me
I was blinded and no longer can see
That this… what I love so much is just a prison keeping me from my destiny
Freewill
I often forget that I have a choice
I let the radio choose what I listen to
And let the TV feed my brain
I am wasting my freewill, angels must think I am insane.
#Human
Small
The ripples in my glass of water were my proof,
There are little creatures that I can not see…
There are small things, smaller than me!
But here I stand on my kitchen floor
so much bigger yet feeling so small.
Just One
I am but one voice lost in many
I shout when I can
But I doubt that I am
More than a voice in a world of plenty.
Stranger Paths 