The Mispecetion Of Perception

if we could go from one perspective. to another

what would it be like

could we see through anothers minds

would we get the gut feeling that something is wrong

something hidden; something strong?

will you fill my heart up with all the cravings of the universe

now imagine

viewing life-

in anothers perception.

the way the book is read;

how it takes the mind away-

from a life thats unforgiving, to a world of not existing

can you feel my pain...will it bury me deep...

view-

through a childs eyes lies

the buried deep.

hopes and dreams and things

to young to be forgotten; to old to be just cotton

a musical not of what is love

....will you sing with me a melody....

walk! to the edge of earth

the journey is misleading

theres beauty in the everywhere

the views you see are a mistreating

whitewash me, so that i can be, invisible-just. like. you.

and how do you know-

that he wasnt born

a man or a doe;

a newborn form-

or something in between.

for life threw a curveball at her

and now they cant be seen...

can you tell me whats wrong with me; do you even know?

and finally,

look inside of me,

and you will see...

a blindess so intense-

it blocks out all the misery.

of pain, of hurt. of storms

my mind is but a thorn-

of roses and scorns.

ive tried. to pry the hate away, from a world left to mourn...