Possibilities

Limitless.
Achievable.
Must be imagined.

Blind Curve

The comfort of the unknown.

Bliss.

A Little Birdie Told Me...

There's a reason why we call it the past. There's no need to discuss the etymology of it all, but you're right to assume it is because it has passed.

Everyone has a past. Good. Bad. Grey.

When it comes back to haunt you, it gets bad. When it comes back never to leave, it gets worse. You can control your mind to stop the ghosts from visiting. Condition it, if that works better. What do you do about a physical being? Ignore it? Confront it?

You wait. Because karma has a way of making her presence felt.

You wait. And forget to watch.

You smile. You forgot. 

No One Said It'd Be Easy

You come and go. Think. Listen. Feel.
There's often a silence accompanying most of it. Does it ever occur to you? Yes, no?
Realisation is always hindsight oriented. What's so wrong with the present?
Perhaps an epiphany is the way to go. Or maybe, ease is elusive. 

How To Disappear Completely

Leave a note
Unknown words of hidden meanings

Leave a message
Prolific thoughts of conceptual notions

Absolute paranoia
Semblance of understanding

A goodbye?
A hello?

Follow the resurgence, appreciation
The best friend

Pleasure in the mind
Destruction of the body

Wave
Walk
Vanish

** Yes, Radiohead inspired me.

The Blueberry Cheesecake Topology

Its easy to be misunderstood at 23

The rationale of every age, every man

The lament of life

I want to be a woman of the world

Ok with the size I am

I can dress and flaunt

Sleep with who I want

I am rich, I see the world

I have babies

But I'm not a whore

I won't change at 23

Time to make your peace

There are no what ifs

Only mistakes of now

I want freedom

Refusing conformity

Listening, scoffing, living

Doing what I want

Shout, rejoice

Living off dreams and wishes

But I'm not insane

The wine

The song

The missable signs

Melancholy has a date

Fly southwards

In Between

I'll sing songs

Because the words flow

Undone in song

Come together

I'll paint moon lit nights

Because the colours spill over

Unsung in hues

Free forever