I am not a poet, I am not an artist Neither are any of you
We aren't complete standing alone and what we do "alone"
DOESN'T MATTER
This is why no one is anything, because solitary we are animals
Together, however, we are art, we are artists and what we do
MATTERS
This is because if a tree falls in the forest and makes a sound
but no one hears it, the sound becomes irrelevant and if
the tree fell but no one was there to be affected by it then
this downed tree is all together irrelevant and is just a log
and if we hide away what we write and draw and paint and do and feel
so
I am not a poet, I am not an artist Neither are any of you
We aren't complete standing alone and what we do "alone"
DOESN'T MATTER
This is why no one is anything, because solitary we are animals
Together, however, we are art, we are artists and what we do
MATTERS
This is because if a tree falls in the forest and makes a sound
but no one hears it, the sound becomes irrelevant and if
the tree fell but no one was there to be affected by it then
this downed tree is all together irrelevant and is just a log
and if we hide away what we write and draw and paint and do and feel
so
This is how I'd say how I feel:
I've run all the circles and checked my madness at the door
There is no life or breath or beating heart for me but yours
The water flows and time is still and the flowers wait for blood spill
Anything lost is only gain if it is time spent in your eyes and arms
But cut me down now because we can't believe what it means
Everything went wrong and I failed to breathe and I beg forgiveness for my sins
I saw you high on mountains, spinning in fields and dancing on the ocean
I saw you see these things and set a sight on them for inspiration
Now I see myself and beg for a god and your forgiveness or d
This occurred a midst an acid flashback today. You broke me. you broke me beyond repair and now I'm reduced to being a mere human. Before you I could quit anything and walk away or do anything I wanted without feeling an emotional connection. I thought I had figured things out... I thought I knew what I wanted to do with my life, at least in a general sense. Now everything is gone. Like it was a page in a journal and it was a mistake that needed tossed out with the rest of the shit... This has only left me knowing that I want to change but clueless as to what I want to change and why. I have no direction and no drive... Even my rationality h