What those who know don't hear
Once upon a time
I sat on a mountain
Forgot to look
At the sky
Forgot to watch
My feet
Didn't see
The Lightning
Flash
Across the
Thought patterns
Which could have been
My mind
Didn't notice
Ideas take shape
As the rain
Made the grass
Grow
And the sounds
Which deafened
My ears
Went unheard
Because of
The noise
Inside
So i never saw
The blossom
Never smelt
The sunset
Never felt
The joyous
Pain
Of life
Because
I was too
Wrapped up
In blaming
Everyone else
Everything else
For the things
They'd never
Taught me
To see
Wrapped up
In the
Delicate pain
Of suffering
What it is
To walk
Beside the wind
Amongst the sound
Of
Shouting
Stu Buck
Sun 5th Jul 2015 22:12
this is great
i know thats not exactly a constructive review, but i dont really know what to make of it other than i like it.