some people, some of your friends and mine warned me about a you
they said a you got yourself into trouble, a you was mentally unsound
have to say i never met that you or looked for it i forgot their warn
heard a lot of things in those days that i ignored because to me
each of you is a clean slate that ive never met before or some
i feel like ive known in a strange way that i cant explain it's
a feeling i get around those i seem to love but haven't yet
met have i? In life, you might say, i say a lot of things,
i mean them all, at the time, in the space, the place.
It's my heart you see, it aches, yearns for peace
longing to go home again having rememories
of what it is like to instantly create a world
in which fairness reigns over the darkest
of dark desires and love, respect yes,
is not just due it's given freely and
out of hand like a gift given to
one and all who just live
and die and just live
again to find to
know a truth
once and
for us
all
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