We Are Made From the Same Things

Up where the city lights look like ornaments on last year's Christmas tree
Colors blend together, swimming around like an underwater menagerie
You will fall
and nobody is listening anymore

There is no truth
They'll try to tell you there is
But it's all about the perspective you use
It's all over the news
So, close your eyes...
The manufactured revolution is now being televised

We run like there is something more waiting, but really we're just suffocating, so many people to please and I can't f*****g breathe. Longing for a lack of anatomy and more like that of an astral being, we settle for a normative way because we can't grab what we're seeing. 

Oh darling, I wish I could hold you
Tell you everything will cease
That your generation will find peace
That you won't succumb to the terrors the night brings

But if you hold onto that small belief, that the cycle of life will repeat until you are freed, maybe it will make it easy...

May air guide you
Fire soothe you
Water cleanse you
And earth protect you

Child, may you find your wings before everything explodes again

Reviews

[Justin]

that was really cutie :) :) it is a great holiday poem :)