Poetry is my mind screaming for the answers that never come.
like running fast to the finish line to see you never even began running.
To jump up to the heights of the clouds, just to fall back down to the depths of the seas.
To breath in a deep breath of relief, just to breath that same breath right back out.
like running fast to the finish line to see you never even began running.
To jump up to the heights of the clouds, just to fall back down to the depths of the seas.
To breath in a deep breath of relief, just to breath that same breath right back out.