Sollenius

Words translate my emotions into recipes that stain hearts because thought is a potion and I mix the cauldron into flames.

Breath in, Breath out- the air that bites your throat and bleeds, feeding on all those worries Tongue's don't taste pain but they do feel the poison when your brain can no longer touch after the nerves finally go numb But dumb doesn't know fear- absent- in a mind so clear and those troubles have nowhere to share because who's there to care? He doesn't she doesn't We won't cause they don't And it all     fades away-          Like smoke               into the fray- Not this day or the next- your addiction never stops to rest- Burning your soul to trade for a nicotine rush; You Paid.

To the future that I've let go I will no longer- watch- that spiral again- to take what I love- regarding that nothing should ever stand above- to firmly hold what I've got and enjoy it, without second thought- because- right now is real- however it may feel- so tonight- let yourself heal and prepare for tomorrow- that destiny- you’re going to seal-

I can see this passion that’s set the leaves ablaze- burning- all the excitement passing through the air- yet the moment is filled with a reticency that lingers- of that nostalgic feeling- my body has longed for again- Life’s seasons- they change- and as I watch the dull luster of the Sun sweat- carefully in his throne- I notice the Summer finally ended- and the time is now in between; the Fall marks that soon thy queen is to call- An argument of things to forget drained; the king now has set- ready to retire- along with a kiss- that caresses his pride away- it goes- to the trees- that spark- with fire- A kingdom of silent

Part I People are infinite... The mind is too... Reality, there is only one Just like me and you. And to each person May a separate reality lie, Existing through thoughts & memories; Our mind gives us this lie. What's beyond my Imagination Is what's after we're to die But the thought that hurts most Is having to say "goodbye" And out of all these lives        I could tell you                That it only takes one one person                to change your perspective. And one person        to change your lie. Part II So where is that person, that one? Because If one person, Just one Out of all who've passed by Stopped For a