Emptied through the thoughts of the unspoken,
Feelings disperse too closely.
Lost in the minds of division,
With feelings overcoming our decisions.
All we need is the security, tightly wrapped to comfort.
With the voice that calms our soul through the serene balance we know.

But the voice, is now gone. Dispersed in the only way we’ve ever known.
Disappearing through the lives of our own.
Lost and insecure, it’s laying on the floor,
Unbalanced in life itself and the truth of everything else.
It’s in down deep against the current, so let it slip away.

From the feelings created by the ideas that carve the internal path in our minds,
We realize life is an emotional rollercoaster,
Erratically moving through the different ideal options for each situation,
Sentimentally interfering with choices within life’s balance,
Rounded into the smooth ball of imagery, from the real feeling of reality.
Circling cautiously through carved paths that lead to the circumstances we avoid,
Showing us the purpose of a balancing lovability for life itself.


Feelings come together with the hope of sentimental freedom,
Shining through each tear that falls with a soulful landing,
Rushing out like a river gone mad, with currents streaming through unsecure openings,
Creating the position of the mind’s state,
Allowing its status to deteriorate.

The mind itself is a beautiful thing,
Erratically moving through the emotional game,
Within the rules of life’s system, it continues in its own position.
Created through each step into sanity,
Clearly forming around each idea’s beginning that allows for each emotion emitting.
There are no limits that control the controlling,
Unless it is left to be analyzed by one’s own mindful decisions,
Dictated by the voice of serenity.

But the voice, is now gone. Dispersed in the only way we’ve ever known.
Disappearing through the lives of our own.
Lost and insecure, it’s laying on the floor,
Unbalanced in life itself and the truth of everything else.
It’s in down deep against the current, so let it slip away.