12 18 20 At first glance the world looks differentAt first look the things around us try to define us When I try to see
Year: 2020
Above the clouds
12 18 20 Above the clouds was written when I was in an airplane. The world is full of cloudsSome are wispy and highSome are
Inside my mind
My thoughts are like a whirlpool, only a matter of time before they disappearMy mind like a three ring circus, where things are always happening
Through the pain
This world is burning around meThis world is falling a partThis world is not putting others firstThis world is seeing color again and not accepting
Tears in my eyes
Society tries to tell us, that crying is for the weakYou need to be strong, and people who are viewed as strong don’t cryThe truth
Broke open
My heart laid bare right in front of everyoneMy heart laid in pieces broke open from the painMy heart laid motionless but with emotions pouring
What is next
In a time of uncertainty, in a time of confusion, riots, and protestsIn a time of unknowns, in a time of chaos, in a time