along this sweet simple world,
along the winding roads that never seem to end.
with flowing water that rises far from the ground like a never ending storm,
that sends debris flying through the air.
a passion of understanding and one of misconception.
the world that seems so full of love, or even hate for you.
a forever giving life that flows through your veins and keeps your steady heart beating till the very end.
the electric pulses of everything and all thoughts that go through your mind in the late night.
sleep that seems to be dilatory at ever coming if even at all.
as you sit and stare from your bed through your open window.
looking out upon the sky at the deep dark sky and the stars and the reflection of the moon upon your bedroom floor.
the sadness that seems to creep upon unto your very soul.
feelings that overcome you till you can no longer think at all,
seeming to take over at every point of time the world that soon seems to be immobilized by your very own fear.