Cheeky Chatty

There was  as sort of feeling that arose from today, and it could have been that spring has finally sprung and the cold weather will stay away. But whatever it was, for ever it may be, I felt an ease that will last what futuristically felt eternally. Sometimes I lie dormant, calm...happy, and then comes a jubilant moment where life seems clear, and I understand why things must be. In this panoramic view I can see you, me, we, and the intrinsic design of Aum...respectively. *Today is far from spring, but the emotion resurfaced nonetheless. 

Have you ever attempted to look at your thoughts from the outside in?  Staring gazed, bewildered, confused, and thought, "Where the hell have I been?" Perhaps these thoughts are just an exaggeration of what would come; over stimulating my mind, and turning possibilities into realities are all welcomed. Just perhaps they're tales to cover up what's true.  What I refuse to see and accept that somethings will never be, and I'll just have to make do. Sometimes, I just like to escape into the delusional me, and for a brief moment in time...just let my mind wonder free. 

Bound by the eyes, hands, and shackled feet Lead into an arena of the unknown With a deafening beat of the heart An eerie silence Surrounded by the elements of dry heat, slight wind, and a burning sun Fear causing mental anguish A lump rising in the throat, preventing vocalization Is it better to see whats to happen? Should I turn from possible pain? Should I fight? Should I plead? Overwhelmed with fear, causing a gravitational pull Kneeling, rocking back and forth An eruption of laughter and tears, loosening what was covering the eyes Blinded by light, and focusing on the chained closed sweaty hands Opening to reveal a key Will you free yourself to face whats to come? Will you remain bound, and give up? What will your choice be? Inspiration:   Demi Lovato's Skyscraper

Beneath the ground from which we lay,  objectified by people who have gone astray. It wasn't us who wronged you, or stained your life but it was us, who ultimately paid the price. If I could I would, wrap my arms around you, and give you a big bear hug, or hold your face within my hands, and tell you you are loved. We're all here together within this circle of life, gaining our foot in freedom, enduring our own personal strife Perhaps our goal was to help you see, what you failed to see, that what bothers you, may also have an adverse effect on me. However our lives have crossed into this travesty, there is no denying that you still objectified another human being.