A feeling that is unfortunately ti
Not a poem that is rhyme-less,
It makes sense, but feels tense.
I swear we shared something real,
I am not quite sure of your ordeal

We do not see with our eyes
We see with our brains
We see with our minds
Our eyes are what we see through
Portals to the external world

Can’t explain, today was the death
I am a product of a new feelin’, r
And as it is all said and done, I
Can’t explain, the mystery of the
I am a product of a mass consumpti

The real life I live is in my hea
It’s the thoughts I have before I
I replay every conversation I've
Im not sure if that's good or bad.
I wish I could speak freely witho

It speaks my words
And breaths my name
It makes me wanna go insane
It laughs at my pitty
Screams out the truth

I stepped out into the future unkn
Blinded from all the proof of trut
I see with my eyes closed
But I’m afraid of the dark
I capture the light in my hands

‘this is all the exists.”
you told me that as I lost focus,
‘I always think of tomorrow.
it doesn’t matter..not here.”

My words flow from my subconscious
Inhale tell I go on conscious
Tell me where the real love is
I just want to be above this
Can I have your real kiss

can beauty exist without pain
can the rain-forest exist
without the cries from the rain
the novelty of remembering one’s n
is like a creature in the great te

Its too late now, words are spoken
I give you gratitude, as a token.
What I gave to you, is a piece of
I close my eyes, cannot look can’t
I move forward, no turning back,