well
I am very sick and dizzy and kind of delirious. however, I can still form words and sentences, so this is whats going through my head right now...
The world has curious ways
Of showing us our paths,
It was the red noses
Grinning faces
That told me
“we are all trying to prove something
to one another, vultures,
hyenas, where is your golden
dream now?”
My head, feverish
But maybe this delirium
Is the real world
And I have simply had my eyes shut.
My true place in the world
Causes me to lose my balance,
And, walking down the street
I used to see
Signs of a healthy spring
But the world is frowning
Maybe I’m just sick
But it seems to me
Were all dieing
Or are bound to die
Anyway.
Dizzy, and the finality of a fall
Is startling,
Yet wonderful, for from the ground
Your eyes have only the sky
To turn to, and
The endless roads
That we walk and run
Cease to exist.
This, I know,
Is when we realize
Those dreams we sought
Have forever shone
Above us.
The world has curious ways
Of showing us our paths,
It was the red noses
Grinning faces
That told me
“we are all trying to prove something
to one another, vultures,
hyenas, where is your golden
dream now?”
My head, feverish
But maybe this delirium
Is the real world
And I have simply had my eyes shut.
My true place in the world
Causes me to lose my balance,
And, walking down the street
I used to see
Signs of a healthy spring
But the world is frowning
Maybe I’m just sick
But it seems to me
Were all dieing
Or are bound to die
Anyway.
Dizzy, and the finality of a fall
Is startling,
Yet wonderful, for from the ground
Your eyes have only the sky
To turn to, and
The endless roads
That we walk and run
Cease to exist.
This, I know,
Is when we realize
Those dreams we sought
Have forever shone
Above us.