if i were like a field of butterflies
you would see me crawl
hide
break
bloom
again and again
until i die
and find life again
i wonder if i ever will
or if my soul will just wander and haunt the world of those i love?
is this life the only one i have?
am i seeing, feeling, breathing like i am supposed to?
time is opening its arms, only to close them when i'm about to run in
i wonder if i can slow down if it keeps on moving
i don't know if i'll feel the same tomorrow
why do i feel so old, when people tell me i'm so young?
why do i feel a tornado of emotions and manage to put on a smile?
the end is beginning, i don't think i'm ready
and with my questions always wrong and my answers always right
will i be able to make a choice?
without regretting it the second later?
without second-guessing the regrets i have?
minute by minute, hour by hour, time by time
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Summer Solstice
Poetrythe day i felt the light getting brighter and brighter i knew i was ready i knew the world was ready - a collection of poems, short stories, and creative writing pieces i have written over time. contains mature and heavy themes.
