Absent Minded

Am i without thought or just without knowledge

I lothe for the non stereotypical impression of gayness (happiness)

I long for an everlasting eternity to mend my wounds and not cleanse but clear them of their impurities

I wish upon a star as i’ve become gullible, week in a sense of hope or possibility just absent minded without thought & without knowledge

For i’ve been cursed, blessed, forgotten, lost, as in this very moment i write words from the english language and as i stop for a moment's pause, taking a deep breath quivering as if i were a petrified adolescent

With my head bowed,

My knees weekend,

And my pulse a tempo inconsistent

As my heart plays not a melody no, but a harmony

A harmony of light & dark

BUT AS THE HARMONY FADES, THE TEMPO SLOWS UNTIL IT DECRESCENDOS

TO THE END