Destruction by definition. In the past. The puzzle pieces fall so slowly.. or quickly. Depending on how you see fit. I climb the stairwell. Curving with it's infinite design. Taking two steps at a time. Awakening with the sun and greeting its great majesty. Shivering, but warm. Smiling in its everknowing glory. Waiting patiently for the moon. Full and supple. Reign your power over me. Encharge me. Give me the power to change what I can. I will use it to my advantage.
I wear these tiny shoes for myself. I enjoy the open spaces and occasionally the closed ones. Self destruction by definition. In the past. Remembering, but forever facing foreward. Looking up, instead of down. Admiring the ants whenever I do.. With their amazing ability to carry their own weight. I shall take note upon you, ants. And force open my eyes to your knowledge. Your oblivious knowledge.
I identify who changes me. They know who I am. They teach me. The one person who I can learn anything from. The one person who challenges me. I force it into my brain and challenge myself. The sun and moon lend me their power and I dance in their glory.
Frolicking with every ounce of strength I can muster.
I wear these tiny shoes for myself. I enjoy the open spaces and occasionally the closed ones. Self destruction by definition. In the past. Remembering, but forever facing foreward. Looking up, instead of down. Admiring the ants whenever I do.. With their amazing ability to carry their own weight. I shall take note upon you, ants. And force open my eyes to your knowledge. Your oblivious knowledge.
I identify who changes me. They know who I am. They teach me. The one person who I can learn anything from. The one person who challenges me. I force it into my brain and challenge myself. The sun and moon lend me their power and I dance in their glory.
Frolicking with every ounce of strength I can muster.
majorboredom:
your mind is very crafty.