Wonderfully dark poem I wrote about some of my philosphies. |
Stop talking, love, set aside the weary protests Stop crying, love, and I’ll let you inside Look up, love, and let me show you the new I’ll escort you to my misery Step you away from mystery Stop trying, love, and I will let you in A world past explanation Something further within I keep A cry out toward liberation Whose only sanction known is sleep Dizzy fallings, upwards none Speaking in circles Let me watch myself curl in I’ll watch me fall apart Stretched in all directions Torn from innocence to this hell Oblivious perceptions Let my tiresome words compel Bliss is the unknown Don’t chase after illusions Keep unknowns in your heart It’s the only way to keep them real Because worlds crumble to pieces When dreams seek to come true Chasing dreams never ceases To destroy the chain your heart locked for you Alas, let them rest undiscovered To keep the mystery swaying Fallen stars will never shine again But hidden stars will never have to fall So hit the ground running, my friend And avoid all recollections Don’t worry of the would-have-beens, my friend And rejoice in imperfection Now, stop talking, love, and let my words rest deeper Stop crying, love, and just listen to your breathing Look up, love, now that you see the new I escorted you to misery Stepped you away from mystery Stop trying, love, so you can be set free. |