Writing what came into my head and trying to make sence of it.
|From the bark of a tree to something beyond me, inner peace I desire just like my heart burning fire.
Floods of memories fill my eyes, yet I still survive in a world of dreams, illusions and lies.
What a beautiful place yet I cant let go and feel peace.
What is this feeling inside, that keeps me so mad, or is it just admiting that Im sad.
What come what may, or change the road ahead.
I have to forgive and forget to move all these things in my little head.
Like a troubled soul sitting in the forest, trying to write and just be honest.
Little clouds spoil sunny days and little rays of hope, or can it be, just sit down, be still and let all those thoughts float away.
Bye bye your never gone, but no longer here, which makes me feel oh so sincer.