There's no point in changing your mind,
When it's easier to detach mine.
Time to fly away in forms of flora.
And we're soaring,
Ignoring,
Feeling,
Especially an aversion to kneeling.
When suddenly,
Some turbulence unveils itself as an epiphany:
I can't see the point.
Laughing,
My soul pained,
I scream at everything I've ever known:
"We're all liars, lying to try and tone down death"
Existence shudders.
Unspeakable words spoken breaking bonds of convention.
The walls are falling in,
Tides are coming soon,
And I've got nowhere to run,
No reason to, either.
I can feel it all flowing through,
Curving my mouth up and up.
With this smile,
I relate.
I communicate,
All the while,
Alone.
Even with you all around me.