Parallel World
By honesty_kills •
these parrallel lines
run smooth and steady.
they make me feel so blind.
the envy i have
for the perfection they possess
is something that brings me to tears.
thousands of sparks of life run through them
while i feel so empty and barren.
to watch them glide at a steady pace
is something that i hate,
i wish i was that steady.
so alive.
so free.
nothing stops them; nothing hurts them.
but look at the life of me.
its barely a relief to survive.
the sun barely comes out
for my enjoyment.
and when it does
its always in the seconds
when it feels good to die.