Notice the time once again Laminating its officiality in the minds of the perceivers Through the flow of morality, of experience, and of the functions of life. The time, Leaning its influence and fate on the gas pedal of motion Leading us into a chasm or into greater pastures The anticipation never fades. Attracting souls together Through love, mutuality, and empathy Time interacts with experience in seemingly opposite ways. Though time attracts It also detaches From one soul to another Time fades when life collapses. Between this collapse and birth, Time runs Through enjoyment, and through resentment Time mirrors our contortion Though time continues without our consent, We learn to love the joys and hate the bads Our experiences reflect time's wishes, And we hope beyond its restrictions.
Without noticing my open wounds I found a pin I didn't understand it I looked at it again and again Where did this pin come from? What does it mean? The pin isn't anything It's what's behind the scene From the broken wall To the patio floor This world isn't that small So why am I so bored? The pin from the unknown It's all torn up and thrown And behind it's exterior The message was clear My head crashed into itself Refusing to commit And overthrown by anxiety And the other emotions and shit The pin is just me And the pin doesn't know of me Things happen in front of it Finally the emotions have confronted My eyes swelled as I looked to the pin I can't stop looking at it again and again Here it is It's me once more And now my emotions They're all torn There are many pins And this one is mine The pin really is something It's rather sublime Through this pool The pin converged And through the emotion My feelings unheard Not by others But by