If you believe
In quality. over quantity
Then why don’t you ever feel
Like you’re enough?
If you believe
In quality. over quantity
Then why don’t you ever feel
Like you’re enough?
Bones unbuckle. blood thickens
With relations to spare
The first & last time
I gypsy on home
Unlike change
I felt foreign; to some
Follow your heart
Hmm
Do you even hearit beat?
Silence your love
Only as much. as your speech
Let it breathe
Exhale it’s reach
View material. as feelings
And watch. how quiet
You become
Simplicity is hard to express
Expect that
Except that’s not always the case
Sometimes something so relatable
Speaks volumes till it’s too late
They slept through it
Life
Not knowing how
To live with “themselves”
Or pronounced “someone else”
Love learns within then teaches without – limit
Some search for years, only to find
You don’t look for what you already have.
I like to walk around sunset
As light and dark ensue
A dog barks it’s two cents
A shallow tree’s shade
Mimicks comfort
Tracing my footsteps
Fades of half
Shadows I once created
Drawn to bask
Unlike change
I am foreign; to some.
Time stands still, irrevocably
This time; between seconds
Rectify our loss, redeem it
In some third person dialect
Chance catapults chances
Like birds leap trees
I believe
A thought unwoven berates
As thoughtfully as dust
Just because…