Run Into Flowers-

And now you will listen to the words of the wise,
it’s sincere, so don’t question,
but listen with eyes

somethings on your mind and it troubles your thought,
it’s kept you awake and stolen your jaw,
it’s got your attention, inside it be caught

now you must care so much, for it hurts your train,
one question needs answering,
to cease this pain

so much has changed, in the space of a week,
you’ve become exposed,
of the closeness you seek

it’s become that monster, with a mind of it’s own,
it crashes and moans,
and changes your tone

so do as i do, the greatest of teachers,
and kill this beast,
no room for these features

time is the weapon to choose for the fight,
but time may seem slow,
and you may need more light

but clocks can heal wounds, and save your inner,
as that is the voice,
most vulnerable for sinner

and how do i know this, you may ponder and question?
as experience has taught,
and i’ve learnt the direction

as my mask is of wisdom, with success as my character,
i’ve had my thoughts stolen,
but escaped without factor

so when a burden recedes, into walls of your thought,
shed a tear before the nights over,
it’s time is done, and you’ve now bin taught

the decision was made, whats done is complete,
what you thought you wanted,
is not unique

so fight your demons, and kill with success,
no time for these thoughts,
no more un-rest

until then my listener, make your dream come true,
run into the flowers,
and let them run into you.

C.f