My mind is at peace while the world is out of order.
Live some
days and die
some nights.
Never being able
to forget
is redemption.
Going through life.
Her life,
Her voice,
Her sight,
In no one else eye but mine, I need to keep a view on whats in front of me. Nothing ever dwells long within me. I am beyond complex even to myself.
Its haunting to see myself in my actions better than most. But remembering to connect those thoughts and actions is much harder to do.
When that day comes I will be relieved at last.