I lay my head down
I give in
This is where I stop
No more sin.
I'll rip off my outer shell
Covered in sores
Bumps and bruises
Ugly tears
Imperfections
Lies
Pain
Desires
Fear.

All painted onto one picture, too visual to disguise by any means

I call this outer shell
A human being.

Me; no more
Once I leave this world
There are bigger plans
For me.

I can't help

I can't not

I just can't

live in thought
This world is too wide and vast and spacious.

How I long
To skim my fingers
Over every centimeter of ocean

How I long
To travel
To touch every piece of ground

To trail over this wide earth I underestimated

This earth that proclaims
Itself as a mystery unsolved

We step over other's trails
They spent so long trying to carve out.

Memories of your first snow
First tooth
First walk
First word
First talk?

Do you even remember?
After all these years, did you throw it away?
Simply so you could save room for other places and future ideas?

What if you never followed through?
What would you do?
What would you see?
Where would you go?
What if you knew.