free write, 2 minutes

because ray said to... :)

higher in the skies i can feel where my heart beats

hidden in a place where the water from my mind leaks

it's like that feeling before you peak, 

just before you're tongue can speak

and the rush is a hush that makes the sounds from your ears bleed.

so i stop to the drop of the softest pillow top

and the hum is the sum of a love that's flickering.

so i walk in the chapel and watch my coins go clinkering

and i pray for the day when the sorrows lingering

will be driven to a place 

where the dust cannot embrace 

and the taste of your face will not fade into the case,

that's closed.

so i know,

i can go,

to the open 

glass window.

and i'll sit in the silence of a round moon light

as i try to remember what those feelings felt like

with the fingers on the frets,

the strings did not forget

our song,

the one we sang

before the dawn,

it'll be gone before too long.

so just sing that story as i concede,

that life is much better when we do good deeds

when we use our words we can follow the leads

of the great minds

who came and died,

but not in vein

because then we came

to pick up the pieces and keep the legacy strong

and we'll keep on going even if we do wrong

because "no regrets" doesn't mean no mistakes

sometimes it takes losing high stakes

to know who we are and what we can do

that we are all capable to do something new

and share a light that was passed to us

if we fail to do this, our life will be a bust

just trust....