No one person speaking the same tongue,
And even if they did speak the same tongue,
It would be a different accent ,
Impossible to interpret.
Because we all sit in our individual towers of indecipherable speech,
It became indecipherable through our own doing,
Indecipherable because of our fears,
The fear that no one understands.
We say we're on the same page
But can we truly be on the same page as another?
No, we cannot.
Everyone has their own page.
You can try to be on someone else's page
But you will fail
Efforts of understanding are futile
As trying to catch the fireworks that light up the night sky.
People hear without understanding,
People talk without thinking.
Words like snowflakes fall
And disappear
Into utter nothingness.
And now that I keep a journal that I write on a daily basis I would never do it because
one time I thought someone looked in it cause I couldn't find it and I was so pissed
We are all butterflies
We are meant to feel small because of our stature,
We are meant to feel useless,
We are meant to feel our lives are meaningless,
But I know this is not true.
I know it simply can’t be true
It just can’t.
For I’ve seen what butterflies can do,
Seen it with my own eyes
Butterflies can cause tornadoes
With a fateful flap of their wings
Butterflies can cause tornadoes
Tornadoes unbeknownst to themselves
So I say to you
Breakout,
Spread your wings and flap.
And the beauty of it is
You will never know.
Death welcomes me with open arms and an open mind
It's finally over, I sigh
I've never had a friend so kind.
Scarecrows try to chase away the vulture, blind
to the ultimate truth, no lie
That death welcomes me with open arms and an open mind.
The lady in black is the least prejudice creature one can find
One way or another we will all die
And I've never had a friend so kind.
The pages if my life are lined
With words all leading up to the final goodbye
When death welcomes me with open arms and an open mind.
The minutes before the final word is signed
My soul will surely reach he sky
And I know I've never had a friend so kind.
The moments before the light goes out is like the smell of a coffee grind
and I can feel as if I can fly
Death welcomes me with open arms and an open mind
I've never had a friend so kind.
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