Speaking From My Cloudiness

On the Leaves 

imaging something

Not even there

butthe thought makes it present

The fear is real

the tears appear 

you wish for better 

not just for you but for him

For her

For the way life is

You realize it's sad 

nyc is a lonely place 

As is the world 

if you're not with the right people 

or alone

It's a wild puzzle

A sad state

The magic doesn't help now

When you're in the reality of your life

Dreaming is great but it comes too late

The damage is done in this body

Yes. It makes you stronger 

but not until it breaks you

And you always remember 

and feel glad you didn't give up then

Because it was petty

maybe not even worth the struggle 

so why fight

Why challenge bloody war

Why not just be

Why does progress have to mean trial and triumph over yourself and others

Nothing comes easy

Nothing good comes easy rather 

but the fight

And you wonder why you were never told or taught of the lives before

But maybe noone knew

Maybe noone could discover that and share it in your language

Because they don't know your symbols

And your challenges

But surrounding nature knows

God knows

Ask Him