random things i think
a released dove with broken wings.
beautiful, innocent, confused.
wings can heal,
but flight may never be possible.
to see the others fly drains the heart.
we get by,
but not always as we are meant to.
look around,
you're the only word left.
it doesn't take long to turn the page.
your book is at the bottom of the pile.
a heart never lies,
but it can betray you.
eyes can draw you in,
but also deceive.
a mind can decide,
but also perplex.
a body carries you through life.
all parts working as one.
or do all fend for themselves, as we often do?
like the sun, it may seem that my smile also sets.
what better to make you think, than the stars?
in the morning my smile will rise with the sun as we start a new day.
but the problems of yesterday don't always fade out as fast as a shooting star.
i should stop thinking.
rubbish.