With my newfound understanding, I am now part of the eternity.
I am understanding of the uncertainty.
Yet my anxiety,
has no end, I can not get ahold of my sobriety
I walk on seashells, with no recovery
I see it all, the eyes of the sun
There must be a balance
The Yellow, the Orange, all I could do is watch in silence
I want to feel like eternity is a moment to feel alive, yet eternity is lifeless
Eternity is a state of consciousness
I guess the moment passes me by, I forget to feel, and slip into a state of numbness
I am as awake as I could ever be, yet my feelings are ominous.
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The eyes of the sun
PoetryAs you read these poems, understand that I was incredibly intoxicated when I was feeling these emotions and/or these events. I write poetry in hopes to reach others, I am a small writer so sharing any of my content is greatly appreciated! My poems h...
