Driving late at night.
Just because you don’t say it doesn’t mean it isn’t there.
When he’s far she’ll think him low
but it’s in his heart to let her go,
Painfully he’ll watch her leave,
A gentle moment broken down.
Yet comfort reigns because he’ll see,
She’s better now and made complete.
Everything seems so insignificant compared to the way it’s portrayed in literature
What if living in open space with a supply of oxygen, food and shelter enhances your life span due to being in a biologically neutral environment without emissions and chemicals detrimental to the atmosphere that you wont be surrounded by?
Hope is a black sail that soars you to shores of reality, guiding you into the docks of disappointment where humans await your arrival.
Like bug under rock she nestles babe,
In a close embrace of isolate
Privacy in rampant recession,
From days spent wasted on
That boon, so like she for babes,
Who’ve seen too few days