Iris
In the sky I saw her first
In a dream which makes no sense
There, I felt a peace, there in my grasp of my open fist
Feeling like in the movies, all was within my lens
I was ecstatic, as a boy discovering the ability of a smile
All the rules were there, set and then broken
In my own world of nostalgia and dire
Terrified of the next day, lest all be forgotten
A heavy breath
I sorrowful seethe
A painful, enduring death
A teared book
A place for me to escape and sheath
In you, I look for freedom
In you, I shall be closest to deliverance
As turmoil and desolation, yes, in me I see them
Where’s the sense in this? Forsaken this my happenstance!
As I do not want the world to see me
As I do not think they would understand
But I want you, for you to know you I am
As I don’t know if I alive or dead I stand
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