White and Gold
And now i find myself zoning out. Theres a white light with a gold aura. I cant see it. I can sense a overwhelming feeling of peace and harmony has overcome me. Throughout the serenity this light brings me.
The nervousness and strife. Dark lust presented in its the most captivating stature where its elegance blinds my conscience. Even so i will not woe at my actions. Only the time and the emotional distraction that leaves me but returns 100-fold. Warning me of my hectic desire. The right liar.
Waiting for someone to inspire. I sit here alone. Temporary comfort and intimacy was not worth losing your presence. As the clock counts my confidences goes in doubt. But this isnt the end. Not until weve truly beginned. And dear light do not dim, but even if you do, remember there can be no light w/o darkness.
The grief is grand but my love shall stand. Oh beautiful one. Where art thou abode? Hath you no home with me? Rummage no longer. For thy home shall bear gifts of love and reality. Lost in the exposure. Lost with very little closure.
I did my usual routine when i don’t have work. Smoke weed, hangout with friends, skate, and listen to music all day. But then I picked up this 6-stringed instrument gathering dust and played a couple pretty good freestyle riffs. It reminded me how much i miss playing my guitar.