It’s not who you’re going through
It’s who you are now
Who you’re ever going to be
It never changes
Same mind, same body
It’s not about the trend you’re in
It’s you with a wandering soul
It runs all night
A sleepless fight
Your mind is hard to control
Drift in and out of a dreamlike persona
You’re actions all come from somewhere within
No control of your words, your thoughts
They fall into place
Spontaneous, we know nothing else
An adventure
It’s constant
The good is great and the best is better
The sad is crushing
The wrong is blocked out
You ignore the pain
You eat it
It flows through your body like a drug
An altered state of mind
You become the enemy
It’s your strength
That is your downfall
Complete control
Your mind tells you
All the right moves
They always work
A playwright, your subconscious
The author, not you
Perhaps? You don’t know
Your soul is complex
You and I are the same
Though we are still alone
We take comfort in each other
We know something new, a feeling
A perfect match
Both broken and guarded
Slowly we grow
Though we stay the same
Still children
Still learning and eager
We open the same eyes as the day we are born
Who we are never goes away
Meanwhile, we look for answers
Lessons
You are an adventurer,
You are a lover
A blank slate
I don’t care if it’s good, I don’t care if it’s sad
I want you
For once
No matter the mood
Slow, sweet, afraid
You are who you were
That’s all you have to be
And those words, my love
Should set your heartache free
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