My thoughts begin to fold within
and cause my knowledge to have spins
since everything can question self
and if what’s shown here can be owned.
For in the simple blink of death,
everything yours is soon forget.
Memories end where you began,
yet videos can show that you were here.
A dream can always feel so real,
until a world makes you wake up.
Time is such a pressing issue,
until the mind marries relaxation.
Importance is always desired,
until the soul wishes to sleep.
Happiness twinkles in the eyes,
that held the most depressing cries.
Impact can only be made,
when desire is pushed to living,
instead of fretting on the end
and having stress become a friend.