Jan 28, 2008 22:41
Hear in the space between the sky and the streets I face foreword so I can never fall into sadness.
I've crossed over the walls to be hear. Doubt and failure on my heals; but standing from this place I feel I have no fear. I've scribbled out my life on the inside of this cardboard box. I'll always start again, Promise....
Even if I don't search for it there will still be that light under the sadness; stop being at a loss, climb over that next wall even if they go on forever. Just go straight to that dream in your heart.
Don't replace it with lesser wishes; changing directions to search for something new. What you seek will not come to you.
The voice inside me screams to find it quickly so the future don't have time to betray. This world is covered in the Graffiti rantings of those who would tell us how to live.
Wash it off righting in your own. once again hear I am in the place between the sky and the streets, facing forward, so I can not fall into sadness.
Run past everything your graffiti banner streaming freedom. up over the edge of that water fall labeled future.
Embracing the none existence of air and leaving all else up to chance. Who is it crying out inside me? Create, do, see, compelling me forward, faster, faster, never stop.
Reach for that dream, even if you can't see it clearly though the pounding of the rain.
The shore line of my heart wakens to waves of these intangible feeling.
With hope and guilt I set out to find myself. Seeking something more and leaving behind the over dramatic illusion of this endless game.
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(¸.·´ (¸.·' In to the sky ...
~Ookami
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