I see how this world is a little unfair,
dreams to cross the sky!
She said, gulp a bit of this,
it isn't the random red wine.
Detailed intensity of a ever growing story,
or a candle with no fury,
She said, stop creating vaccum chambers,
expect no one to hold you at overwhelming hangovers!
It was a silent afternoon,
& I couldn't get over the energy.
She said, something about you is too fulfilling,
& you shouldn't take yourself too seriously.
I saw those boundaries, down there,
they told me a few of this dreams, just kill them.
She said, you are a survivor,
how could you build a non rational therapy.
I pre assumed my destiny & acted like any other layman!
A gift of tranquility or a little piece of vulnerability!
She said & people like you standup with their shoulder's high,
They dont overwhelmingly pre assume & then start to sigh!
I looked at the sky for a minute,
breathing in a non existential reality, is just not my pursuit!