lingering in my soul
what a joyful ride
games
play the game of life

touching my medean
butterflies
fly recklessly
in my insides

i try to
base this
on the game

yet it always
blends into
that long train

its an endless
journey
slowly murdering
pounding
beats with great alacrity

its insane
we all play the game
varying in levels
almost like the devil
up to no good

i never understood

have yet to experience
that agonizing
journey

fear
fear of taking the wrong train
fear of landing in the wrong lane
the burning
journey
is intense
in itself

i wonder if
inside myself
this ride would
leave me homeless
hopeless
so for now i wander
through the station
let trains pass me by
while scattered thoughts
creep up to me
im in my natural high
-the Dreamer