choices linger with thoughts of which way to go... never being truly free is a reality of becoming a thing trying not to feel so alone... thinking of ways of what to do to keep self busy as life changes into wants from needs... unwilling to go to waste n having memories never made compiled into drawn out made up dreams... seems frightening when the mind grasps to loneliness one can fall into... resulting in a comfort unable to relate to relations that never move with moods... yet to decide how to spend unused time is the creativity to seek... feeling content in where life goes on the horizon's freed... to venture out or find something close enough to enjoy moments on the loose... nothing waits to come alive as decisions make plans to intrude... switching up what was to what can finally be with eyes touching sights of what's never been... listening to voices carry suggestion through the winds distance with a grin... one has waited so long to branch out to see what this world has to offer before it's gone... allowing the heart to find contentment in locations giving new breathes of fresh air from dusks til dawns...
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