drown out all the noise, your sound is larger than theirs it lasts until the infinities coalesce and the ridges all dry up into paper to fold the earthes into partitions.

your voice is louder for those that can listen it'll guide people beyond your sight, beyond your call into the night we tread it anyway, like a bell tolled to fixture the lights in the sky for tomorrow.

i'll leave the earth knowing these words escaped me, knowing the earth will dissolve away one day and the sun will exhaust and all the money you made or worked would integrate to 0 and the last whispers of anything will always continue the future to be gone. nor the eyes can't even see it with the waves into the full path, nor the winds blow… but the words ive made will still somehow survive, the universe is obligated to remember.

i'll stand here forever waiting for the right moment, i dont care if you don't understand the stoicism make my mind think of it any other way and we'll talk of these notions, floating in emptiness, little souvenirs from the old path; can't forget ***

it is okay to feel defeated the universe is so much larger than we are you can't ever have what you want, so we all learn to settle for less. and little by little our souls get sucked out we bleed them with kind gestures, we excrete it through trying and forgiveness each piece I give is worth less to me than the last.

if i could only breathe a minute, just let me think. i can't be this bitter anymore…

though the oceans would sway me to harbor, i still take the scenic route— it's simply just more enjoyable that way.