When I look outside
it makes me ache inside;
To know I traded away the laughs
in order to awaken the love I wanted to recognize.
When can we go out and play? (again?)
Do we ever stop trading in our days?
While the clock keeps whisking time away,
we sit here caged.
The past is always creeping its way into a present
that once you realize is here,
has all ready turned into
what you thought would be the future.
When can I wake up in the morning
free from your holding?
Your still the first thing on my mind
that sends any other thoughts scattering.
Reality is so very temporary
in a soul seeking a life less sedentary*.
Love is only an illusion
to those with a forever delusion.
I want to bathe in an unconditional
never-ending, never-fleeting
truthful, passionate
love nurtured by the sun.
*listen to a life less ordinary
by carbon leaf
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