Ever wonder who teaches a man how to live?
Ever wonder how sometimes you have nothing in return to give?
Can life be a book?
Each word is a story that knows its end
Your life can also be a word, but to what extend?
Life taught us how to live
Life taught us why to give
Living life is similar to reading a book
Back and forth you look
Trying to remember what you were taught to make sense of the plot.
I sit by the moon, talking to the stars
I look around and see my heart marked with scars
I know you’re on the other side, talking to me too
Month: June 2021
Abyss
So tell me where should I go?
To the left… where there’s nothing right…
Or to the right where there’s nothing left …
I look back and I see the future from a long time ago
I look up and see the sun shine
I look down and see my shadow appear
I see things that aren’t meant to be seen
I look left
I look right
I see nothing but fear
Because as hard as it is to feel pain
Its much harder to feel nothing
