To the eight legged traveller
Who stopped by my chair As I was making art: Wherever you came from And wherever you're going I hope you find what you're looking for. Does this make sense? not really but do I regret writing it? no - Atlas
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Things will be alright
I promise. The clouds will pass from overhead And one day The stars will shine again I wonder why we all like stars so much - Atlas This world may not have been made for us
But it's the world we were born into And its future belongs to us Short but hopefully sweet - Atlas I am going to try
Building bridges Myself, not waiting for Someone else (Please, oh please Help me do this right) I don't want to mess this up - Atlas These secrets we keep
Do not ease the pain Of the truth The darkness of ignorance is nothing more Than a short delay Even if you can keep the truth from others, you can never really keep it from yourself - Atlas One day I will lose this moment
The couch beneath me, the cat beside me Just showered About to go to bed Before midterms In my junior year of high school. But that does not mean That this moment is not important. Do you ever feel nostalgic for the present (or is it just being afraid of the future?) - Atlas Things are okay
For now. I know it won't last forever But today-- Today was nice. A little simple (or a lot simple), but I'm trying - Atlas These are the years I will miss
As my bones ache And my memory begins to fade I hold them closely now And hope to never regret How I spent them Do you ever feel nostalgic for the present - Atlas At the end of the day
You became the hero That people needed you to be Kind, and strong, and brave With a hope that carried you Through the darkest of times (I hope that someday I can learn to be like that too) Who doesn't want to be a hero? (Who tries hard enough to succeed?) - Atlas Am I doing this wrong?
Am I saying the wrong things? This is so strange and Different For me Communication is hard yo - Atlas |
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