Thought I'd try and post b/c why not..



My cloud had storms where thoughts were stout
Brainwaves let these surf to my shores aloud
I release and my matter only matters as
I amass to fill in what goes after
Read this and think if you haven’t felt whispers from laughter
I’ll pursue like my road has no splits
My path is dirt while others gold I could’ve ripped
I’m at a process where I wonder if wondering
Could last longer if I long for a trip
I get a grip like last clip and a life is between me and
Whoever harbors hatred, I don’t miss
Unless it’s horizons that curve and cause me to reminisce
If I bend llight will shadows follow in my daily wish

Just realized I put this in the wrong thread....