I'm trying to get to
where I've already
been in my mind
I'm trying to get to
that mountain
that I already climbed
trying to get a part
in a scene
that I've already seen
I see in black and white
my mind wakes me up
at night
I don't need no light
to see whats not there
around me
everything that I found
was already inside
of me
a part of me
the art in me
the blueprint
the landscape
to the places
I escape
no eyes closed
I'm wide awake
waiting outside the gate
it's 3am I'm never late
a little sore
my bones ache
the foundation shakes
like an earthquake
trembles the ground
rushing in like
the wind without sound
barely touching the ground
like tip toeing around
the subject in public
no ties no bound
look around
there is nothing
here or lost to be found