the king is dead and the queen has flown.
you cant always rely on yourself. you cant make yourself the pillar of strength to yourself. if you do, then what are you holding up?
you dont need to submit to anyone, you just need to acknowledge them sometimes. you need to see them and let them in a little. this world was not made for one. if you take anything from me take this please. i see you sitting there and you are so strong. you are so powerful within, but you never let it out. you never let me see it it in you; see it from you. i will tell you i get tired. i want nothing more than to see you now. all of you, not just the parts you choose to show me. if not for you, if not for nothing else, just do it for me. im sure that could be reason enough if not for anything else.
its dark here now, but somewhere in the world the sun is shining. someone is waking up right now to another beautiful day. there are people that i want to help. i want to open their eyes and point their heads upwards to the sky. that they might see the blue that is only there. that they may smell the air around them, a fragrance that is not good or bad but instead the thought of the day, the sense of the now. if i could just let them experience that 6th sense of our bodies of when the sun pours over your skin and a warmth radiates through your body all the way to the bones. and the best part of all that is that im damned either way. see, if i do, if i do that all for you just so you could feel a little better, then you would see the world and you wouldnt see me. but hell if i dont, well you never change, and you never see me. we all have timelines and lifelines. right now i wonder where i fit in there. will i ever come into yours. will you ever be in mine. sometimes i dont like to think about it. other times i wonder if i care enough to even think about it that much. then i just think about what used to make me happy when i was younger. if only we didnt have to keep moving.
tim.
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