Spread your wings, lift your feet from the earth. In search of something that you think you deserve. You bear the marks of the author and still you will try to plant your seeds in a world where your soul won’t survive and become the specter in your own real life. Face life with our eyes closed. We tend to lose ourselves in what we believe what's right. While trying to accomplish our goals with what we have
learned along the way. you will see the struggle to realize when there is no one around. So never forget to seek the blood that flows through your heart. Did we ever try. I know I always did. I hold my tongue at least untill we’ve learned to cherish this. Starstruck we look for etarnal bliss but I’ll keep my feet firm on the ground, earth gazer. When you see the true value it holds I’ll crown you king amongst the heretics. But when your time runs out, when you will seize to exist, I’ll turn my back to the faceless. I’ll turn my back to those who scream and shout that there is nothing left, nothing but fantasies to gaze at. So this is an opportunity. Embrace the ground you have left and start all over again. This is, this is your chance to be one of the few that understands this. I am bound to stray across this earth. I reconstruct my perspective for I hold roots in this dirt. And I will serve my purpose honoring my world. As I recognize that I am reborn.
