This is me THEN
So many people want happy endings
But in reality most endings and good byes are sad
And if the past happened so many years ago
Why do we keeping taping back into that memory?
Calling to us whispering us tempting us pulling us to relive moments
We live everyday to forget
Tied in appealing bows of insecurities
Melancholic time wrapping is evil finger
But why are you searching for an ending?
What you are now is the only thing you will ever be
Speeding your way to the future
Leaving your self lost in the tracks
A couple of minutes ago (the past)
You were thinking in circles
Looking in mirrors staring at your own blank stare
Behind the smile a whirl wind
And watching ghost dancing around you in circles
I guess you like that dance a little too much
I catch you waltzing across the room every time
Road blocking you to step foot in the NOW
Then inspiration creeps up on you
Like a heavenly force
Forced to write it out
This is your religion
Releasing the evils out your mind
Tip toeing its way into your soul
The secret code unlocking self expressions
These shoulders carry the weight of mountains
Words crash landing on fragile pieces of paper like boulders
So delicate yet absolutely unbreakable
That was me then
This is me NOW
It’s entertaining to me when you say I look distracted
My eyes lost in a gaze
I’m light years away
You speak and I do not hear you
I see lips moving
But I can not make sense of anything that is coming out of your mouth
I hear you voice
I am not listening
All that’s crawling in my ears are faint distant sounds
I refuse to be consumed by these harsh realities
Of yesteryear
So I found a place I rather be
Inside of me
One that I have built for my self on my own
And is located deep in the depths of mind
Mountains outlined with similes
Purple clouds gazing over me
A sea filled only with peace
Smoke in the air
This is better then a dream
A sun that never stops shining
It’s never night time here
Eternal sunshine
In here I don’t rush for the night time to come to escape and fall asleep
Daytime all day I’m awake
Alive
The better version of my spirit lives here
I have imagined her up
I just cannot bring her to life
For fear that she will become shattered and polluted
With this cruel real world
So she stays locked up tight in my deepest thought
You will never meet her
Only read about her
I visit her very often
Wish I could I stay with her forever
But my distractions are coming back
I hear someone yelling
“Lina snap out of it “
“What the fuck were you thinking about? I been talking to you for the past ten minutes”
I never say a word
Those ten minutes seemed like hours
For these people would never understand where I stand
Or where I have gone
Mobile in the world
But just so out of touch
Time lies on suspension lines
So out of balance
Like de javue
I am living in mind my own mind
This is a place I call home
I’m physically here
But I’m not here
Don’t call me crazy because
I have found a home in my mind
Don’t tell me to come out
If the world is so cold
This world has me starving
I'm feeding my self food for thought
So deep you can’t tap into me
Many levels in this mind
I have reached level 13
The one where is too hard to get out
Don’t want to come out
So perhaps you have got it backwards
You are distracting me from my inner me
Beautiful bliss no ignorance
By Lina Gonzalez
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