Feeling fine
At some point in time, I will free my mind and then everything will make sense.
and I will feel fine
I’ll see the world illuminate through stained-glass windowed eyes.
And I will feel fine.
I will walk across the tightrope. Dance along the line. touch the stars above me.
and I will feel fine.
I will see again with clarity; a lens stained of red hues for I’ll love the world again.
and I will feel fine
today, I see with broken eyes. I fear the wire as I merely whisper to the stars from the ground.
I will feel fine.
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