The Lost, The Found

 

Can’t sleep
Gotten in too deep
Can’t stop
music got me flying
Won’t stop
Its bigger than the both of us
Middle of four
And I just can’t sleep
Gotten in too deep
Your love has me flying
Middle of the floor
Up against the wall
Heading for the fall
Just can’t sleep
Can’t sleep
Gotten in too deep
Can’t stop
music got me flying
Won’t stop
Its bigger than the both of us
Middle of four
And I just can’t sleep
Gotten in too deep
Your love has me flying

[finnperkins 18.10.16]  [rob Thomas remix trust Mack Jett set vega]

intrinsic matter (work in progress )

“You, don’t matter”

There are many phrases that can be presented to you daily; there is only one phrase that will hit you, as if a mountain fell upon you

Many days can go by without consequences
Many interactions have been put to science, but none have a finite view.

There are times when you take the two definition and conscience,  put them together and come up with something that is called a relationship

This is not the case

This is a summary of something that was greater than the number of two

but somehow it came down only to the number one

If only the phrase didn’t exist
if only the phrase never came to light
the idea that someone with a single thought, gave it life…

The ideas something did not matter

the idea that someone did not matter

I  could not wrap my head around

The void of someone

So here I sit wondering why
So here I sit wondering how

Wondering how this happen
the idea of a that phase,  having life.

astounding
so immense
so big
so intense
That the phase could take over
and become of
That of which I it could not define

The segment of time
That if left alone could have become more than just a speck of time

A spark delightful remedies

someone who normally would go through
Their entirety everything not only mattered
But would actually feel affected, motivated and changed

Oh just a phrase in time to move that it would be put to a rhyme…

Another day I did not use algebra

….because,

some words, are harmful.
some words, are peaceful
some words, are unheard

these word must be read.

somedays are longer that others. the length of time is relative only to the minds in ability the release the unattainable love we seek.

we are awashed in stories,

tell us words that seek

….approval, not by a long shot.

somewhere in our human existence we equate approval with love.

the very definition of the word only leaves a yes or no outcome. no algebra needed.

just a clear bright sky to be there when the soul decides to offer up the ever elusive reasons for why it held out so long.

the x equals A. the y equals B and the total sums equals u

-finnperkins 2015.may.21

27

I get it I was there Even when I wasn’t I move in out of a room like a Chameleon Changing ever slightly To fit In Days end when the will noise my varied shades of Blue I’d wish my life away Silent miles Endless words The rhythm Of my life Forms shapes Of photos I recognizes As if I were A spectator Twenty-four hours Of breathing in and breathing out Brings me 24 years away from The hour That Defined Whether Or not Membership Was worth My last breathe Moving forward Making choices Clearly Less defined, yet more Inclined To accept Being blue Was better Than being blue

today is 4,745

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Days

Hold
You in my heart
till you give yours
Let you go for a minute
you’ll be back a round.
Don’t let the sadness take you

Seem the night brings out
Our worries
Nothing short of words
And tears

Only the days
set you apart

Nights set you up for the fall

It’s the morning that gives you freedom

So if you question why the lights are always red,
green lights elude you,
the moonlight keeps you
Sunrise
says hello.

Yes I see you
Yes I know you
Yes it’s you
Yes it’s me

I love it most when everything you’ve learned, translates to groovy

Yes I see you
Yes I know you
Yes it’s you
Yes it’s me

Seem the night brings out our best
Nothing short of words and fineries.

Hold
You in my heart
till you give yours
Let you go for a minute
you’ll be back a round.
Don’t let the sadness take you

Nothing for granted

We
Always
Assume

We’re
Going
To
Wake
Up

….

Cover all unknown facts
Only one actually
Too much love for you, to not say it !

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