broken strings

Maybe we hate isolation

Because we must take a closer look

At who we really are

Like an open book

When we stop being who we were

We face who we’ve become

When we see the outcome

We realize we are broken

As a species

As a society

As a collective

As a humanity

Broken

Like Humpty Dumpty’s offspring

Broken

Like a wild horse no longer free

Broken

Like that loose floor board

Driving you crazy

Broken

Did you awaken to find

A world outside your door?

Masked by the illusion

Always wanting more

Did you wake up

To find

The news saying more

More have died, dead is more of the world

Powerful puppets telling lies

and hold you in my heart

and be the reason

I don’t dream when I’m asleep.

I dream while I’m awake.

I don’t ask for riches and luxury

I’d rather my soul to take

Just like a cannon ball

Dropping in the wake

There’s a place so far away

Where I want to stay

Not but a dream

A reality

The realm of dreams

Paradise

Heaven

Beyond cosmic things

Alternate

Parallel

Beyond things unseen

Where souls grow