my existence is screaming it’s a physical feeling
of missing out
on dance and light electricity in my hands
on circumstance
a scent-filled trance
I wanna take to the skies
this leaves me so heavy
I’m captured by gravity
and the weight of expectations genes and generations
calling my name
take hold of me
keep this energy steady
sometimes it is hard
to know what is fading
you measure all that you are the density of being
so you open all the gates walk on all the way
trusting the answers
will lie there waiting
take hold of me
keep this energy steady
No comments:
Post a Comment