love
Love is like a butterfly it is elegant, swift, careless, beautiful, gentle and graceful. Although the problem starts when we want to capture it and keep it in a jar. We kill it slowly, or we break its wings because we want to dictate how it should be for us. Love is free, let it be, love is elegant and beautiful allow it to grow in your soul and manifest in your spirit, love is swift and careless, stop trying to rationalize and fight it, love is just that crazy and irrational. Let it be allow it to fly when it goes up to high never fear it will glide down to earth swiftly never struggle just let it be!
elusive sunshine
Dark clouds follow me around, remnants of an oasis sunshine I grasp
The perpetual façade of what is born of others minds another battle I face everyday I rise
The hurt in the eyes of those I see, I got to maintain this cold soul to get ahead etching away
And taking pieces of souls, in this abyss I see myself, walking through the cold valley walk with the promise of that elusive
Sunshine I seek, my blood laced face and pockets I seek as I gnaw away and struggle my chest grip tight I got to keep
Going to that elusive sunshine born of the minds of those before me caught up in the same life………
