have all the soles gone
there leaving I can still see you...

I walked outside and I got cold
it harmonized a human side...

Its so peaceful and quite
I can hear the city as its sleeping...

Life as a process of what beams
products of a son created reality...

In this vibratory reality life's a battle
of wits and words lose there original meaning...

Theres a knot in my stomach and my nerves a mess...

There is a hurting pain I have in my heart a sense...

Its nothing about me
don't think...

As I sat in silence reflecting back
then back again into my breath...

Every time i think of you
all Elsa fads from view...

Each and every day
i am amazed...

This human race
can twist an distort the truth...