Beyond my horizon is an event waiting.
It signals like a beacon.
The urge to surge the waves of the unknown.
I seek to search with lots of reasons.
Collecting thoughts my mind so heavy.
It gravitates my sanity.
Not over and over but fresh to start like sober.
Not in my life time, that time got me right.
It was the moments before the seconds that made me right.
Like I slept walked the day. And woke up at night. What a nightmare right?
Trying to bring my light shine down.
But I'm burning not burned out.
I didn't sharpen the iron. I melted it to formless.
Thats more for you to shape. The heart ones I take. You can't break that in half.
It will make you melt.


© MXcanete