Approaching Cave
No time to turn around and flee.
Can't see with my bare eyes I have tried.
Going through that cave is like tomorrow,
But coming out will be a glee.
And as my flame is flaring bright, I travel through my
Memories.
I traveled a long way.
You just got to know,
All the trials that I've faced.
I wish that you all can stay.
But we're all getting older, and I would like for all the past to come together and be laced.
Life flows in a tree.
I got my family,
Why can't you see,
Again we're not getting any younger.
It may annoy you like a buzzing bee,
I got my hands on my knees,
I see you looking at my honey,
Will you please don't sting me.
I really don't know why,
But I will try,
And it was like the bottom of the sea.
I will not take a break or sigh,
Sit on my knees, or lie.
I see myself on the other side,
just standing there waiting for me.
Give me good reasons,
For all the seasons,
Kept on slipping past my mind.
Telling myself I'm not in treason,
I'm fighting my own demon,
That hides deep inside.
Ah man I shouldn't have came,
It might end up the same,
Because it sure was lame,
But now I have to tame,
That little spice that I've fried.
In the middle of my dreams.
I got to blow myself esteem,
I will try not to sink down below.
I will win with all means,
But I will not cheat and feed the lie,
Wishing it didn't grow.
Terrified but no scream,
Feeling the sunlight beam,
Upon what I soon will bestow.
The pearl will always gleam,
I will feel relaxed once you start the fleam,
And let the good thoughts flow. Through my brain.
It sure was a blast,
Wish it would last...
A little bit longer.
For some they need to be wrapped
in casts,
Always trying to be fast.
So train to become stronger.
I'm almost through the day,
The humming bird will never decay.
I can feel the ray of the sun as I
Go near.
Can't wait to go outside and play,
While molding myself with clay.
Driving my life In the right lane,
Hoping that I can steer.
I really don't know why,
But I will try,
Still that cave was like the bottom
Of the sea.
I will not take a break or sigh,
Sit on my knees or lie.
I see myself on the other side,
Just standing there waiting for me.
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