Inside, the feeling is getting completely outrageous, to strong to bare,
There’s no denying that the spark that started the fire, it’s still there, it can’t escape anywhere,
There’s one way, but to put it out you must face the consequences.....
Without a doubt it’s the wrong thing to do, but I’m out of options, decision making makes my decisions influenced by unconscious decisions
To fragile to turn away, to weak to keep going,
My sanity is at stake here, my trust, hope, visual actions, it’s all a main focus,
The weight of one’s true self can be overwhelming when you entrust in the souls,
Fooling you into temptation thinking things last forever, truth is, they all just go......
With no destination, no guide they’ll all just float,
Leaving behind wondrous thoughts, and those thoughts weakens you, constantly coming,
There’s no pain like losing something so so delicately precious,
Only to learn that you lost yourself being yourself, in a world of questions, leaving you to float through like feathers......
Eventually you’ll land..... all feathers do!
