Writing, Ideas, & Stories
it’s been awhile
i don’t look the same
sound the same
i like a lot of different things
like avocado,
it use to make my mouth itch
but it went away
now
i do whatever i want;
touching the top of oak trees
surfing clouds towards a sky realm
sailing a brand new ocean
for adventure;
freedom isn’t caught in the frame
but by the taker
seeing, breathing, believing
by something moving
it should
but it doesn’t,
do you test me
or is your will
to test mine.
your hands break
the earth around my foundation
just to give it a shake
like a snow globe,
watch the world
slowly drift back
back to me
it has been awhile
hey,
can i join you
what are you drinking
i know it’s been awhile
can i top you off
never wrote us off
just wondered
after those years apart
where we could have been;
i see it in my dreams
it’s usually my fault
maybe we could get dinner
i would love to hear
how we both ended up
at this bar
with each other
can’t be the breaker of chains
when your own dreams keep you bolted down
masking your insecurity with fools gold power
got you here, begging in front of an earless ghost
to let you free;
but you’ll be here in the morning
with a new plead you can try to be free
from your own self pity
let the world come to you
the power will only keep you here
Saint's Muse 