I've found a home at sea, lost and adrift the in an aquatic jungle.
Don't look backwards, there is nothing left there.
Set your eyes to the horizon and count the sunsets and sunrises.
Embrace the safety of being a wandering gypsy.
Live the life of an adventurer,
always ready for the darkest storms,
but embracing the days of clear skies and starry nights.
"Dancing slowly in an empty room, can the lonely take the place of you. I sing myself a quiet lullaby, let you go and let the lonely in.." -CP
"In order for the light to shine so brightly, the darkness must be present."
I've found a home in the sky, lost and adrift the in an ocean of clouds.
Don't look backwards, there is nothing left there.
Set your eyes to the horizon and count the sunsets and sunrises.
Embrace the safety of being a wandering gypsy.
Live the life of an adventurer,
always ready for the darkest nights,
but live higher and gain a sharper perspective.
"broken pieces of a barely breathing story, where there once was love,
now there's only me." -cp
And I can hear it on an endless loop in my mind,
and none of it makes sense,
but yet, at the same time,
it's the calmest clarity,
and it's loud,
loudly loud.
I don't understand love,
and I don't think I ever will.
But I see it still, in everything I do,
and even more vividly, I can feel it,
surrounding me like and invisible force and leaving me completely mystified.
There's a hole, a gaping hole, a bottomless pit.
How do you fill it?
I know what's supposed to fit inside,
but it makes me crazy to think about.
To feel nothing is emptiness,
to feel everything is loneliness.
How do we, as individuals, proceed in a world that's built for two?
How do we, as individuals, deny others opportunities based on petty beliefs?
How do we, as individuals, preach harmony and acceptance, while bringing such rejection?
There are things in life that aren't fair,
the things that eat away at your subconscious while you sleep,
the things that are kept in the dark behind dark doors.
But perhaps, if the world was a kinder place,
and we chose actions as human beings that truly demonstrate love,
then we can gain a new understanding of this.
What is love?
I don't understand it,
but I know it's surrounding me like an invisible force field, and leaving me completely bewildered.
The essence of beauty, hope, bravery, peace, passion, direction,
with love as the backbone to every action, reaction, consequence, and random act.
What is home?
A safe haven, a fortress, built with love.
To no longer be empty,
no longer be afraid,
to kill all demons that try to infect with loneliness...
Why can't we be people that build on another up?
Bring harmony to the discrepancies?
Why can't we be people what choose love over hate every time?
That work to empower our fellow others from the inside up?
That bring community to the lost?
Don't you see it's easier to love?
Don't you see how much that makes sense?
Instead of shattering the broken,
hiding behind beliefs of exclusions?
Do you see it's easier to love?
Don't you see how much it makes sense?
Don't you see how much it makes sense?
I do.
In a world of imperfections,
it all matters.
So fight to find the meaning behind your purpose,
live to bring peacefulness to a broken world.
Love hard, but don't lose yourself.
Be bold, and protect your individuality,
guard your hearts and your souls,
don't forget to love.
Work to find a home , your safe haven, in a time where nothing feels right.
Take chances, be brave.
Hope in things when others have lost their faith.
Burn brighter.
It all matters.