Realising life is so simple |
'My Cousin and I talking about Life Delicate skin, refined features of a Sunday afternoon. The Sun slowly heating the Earth like a Sunday roast baking in the oven. Burning desires with a core of good intent. Nestled beside Twindle who is wearing a smile that could reach the far corners of Earth. To see such a thing would be as tragic as it is life changing. Twindle is only eight years old, her love is as pure as grass is green. To laugh is to cry she thought, plucking strands of grass from its fledging friends. 'Why are you never happy' says Twindle. 'I don't know', I said. 'I want to make you laugh' said Twindle. 'I want is a bad feeling' I said 'No it isn't' Twindle remarked. 'I want is an illusion' I remarked. 'I want what I don't need, because I need what I always get' Twindle took a breath, and then a sigh. 'I want to understand what you want but don't need'. I asked. 'I want to know what all this is about, I don't understand' Twindle replied. 'I want you to know that you'll never find out because you don't need to, you're magnificant' I said. Purity is honesty. END So It Is I even thought I didn’t matter anymore I guess you just left Swinging doors, unsettled scores. I just walked Because you never talked I’m still waiting though, I could never hold a frown I could never hold it down The clouds have lifted My soul isn’t sorry no more I’m free, no guilt no shame Who gives a shit who was to blame I’m a man on his own path Acting so serious I have to laugh You couldn’t walk with me You’d never understand Why would you, Why should you Anyway seems like its done Look what we’ve done Could have been more Should’ve been more Oh well who is to care when you see a man down If there is a man left in me I’ll be sure to make him stand Made the train in time I’m so close to crossing the line Another great day For moving away Got up, spoke a word Made my bed, it felt absurd Changing my mind every waking second Chased the bus all the way Not the best start to a brand new day Could’ve been better, should’ve been worse Laughing all the way, living with the curse. |