Your so surreal

I never felt so alive,

until u saved me from silence.

You make me such a better man,

and it shouldn’t ever stop.

I used to fear falling,

but now I invite it.

I wanna plummit forever,

and sink deeper into this life.

this love makes me real.

nobody can tell me this is wrong

cause it feels so normal to me.

I can’t even remember when

I started seeing you for what you are to me.

Don’t worry, I am not scared.

Sprinkler at the end

Wasted days upon wasted weeks

turn to wasted months, of wasted years

Take a look at the world, and wonder

wonder what you say?

wonder what you wonder, or else why

would one wander on to the beaten path

of his own mind

How many more words can one waste?

How many  more tears must one taste?

How many more heards die with haste?

How many more beers will I chase?

Thoughts bounce from side to side never quite swaying off the beaten path, and yet they find no purpose.

They find no outlet. The only thing they find are more thoughts.

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