Same As Me

Maybe you’re the same as me
You’ll see things I’ll never see
Broken up and spread around
Things you lose aren’t ever found

Maybe I just want to fly
Live forever feeling high
Sounds declining, almost crashing
Inferno fears, reds are flashing

To the sea—cerebral sailing
Float away and never failing
Bounding on the crash of waves
Lose your sight in mental daze

Learning how to falsely worry
Dancing into thankless blurry
Senses shut out faceless dreams
Where everything is as it seems

Copyright © 2008 N.E. Tasker

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