sunshine in a place of violence
i need peace when i raise my eyelids
i see threes in the face of silence
i breathe free when i chase my island
i can’t cease if i see the product
see my reasons for relieving my conduct
i don’t wanna be an “i”
don’t wanna see you cry
won’t oversee the why
asked overly in time
cause reality will never give a reason
nature is the purest form of answer that we have
nothing more wise than a tree
you can’t describe the sound of the wind
and to me that’s a win
windows breeze please believe him
relieve him, and in hymns there are hints
but does that mean that it’s truth?
it is what you make it to be
we are the sculptors
no need to be feed for vultures
my soul hurts
but the frequency is hurt and escape is but a drape we can take it as a the shade
and all is great
hey you, yeah you
you know exactly what you’re needing to do
i understand all of the pressure, dog bless ya
but its both about the cut and how you dress it
don’t stress it
one time for the patience we prosper
internal language as the universal offer
i know anguish like star spangled spanglish
bangladecks and catch wreck like waves that sparkle and shine
i have a dream but sometimes i forget it
another chance for me to chop it & edit
but who am i without energy?
i wanna share it all plentifully
eventually assembling identity
is it a crisis?
that i feel like dionysus
as if i’m different from the source of life itself
unlike the self that appears within the mirror
when really i know that is but a shimmer
help please, help please
i can’t reach the spice on the shelf, help me
healthy, l-e-a-v-easy ya see freely
and never underestimate the stranger
crave danger, and spread like hydrangea
in the range of spirit cleanliness the penmanship will sail
and the soul i know prevails
bon voyage and farewell to the good people reaching in the pail