Justin Flames
month of February
My Space
Sensitivity
when it becomes a fear
a great strength..
difficult to be controlled
Come
walk in my eyes
Everything is different
Let me show you what I see
what I feel
it is magnified over and over
again and again
meaning in every little thing
It's my own
I can't give it away
Come
walk with my pace
sometimes so very slow
so I can breathe in everything
or try to take it on all at once
sometimes I wonder what's happening to me
why can't I breathe normally
see without other colors in the way
hear without the extra noise
read without being haulted
feel without the haunted poise
It is a strength
I have not learned to control
so fear consumes me
and distorts my reality
there are no guidelines to follow
a book to read
or words to feed
Someday I'll learn
and others will benefit
or I'll stand still
and this one story will end
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