ICELAND Written by Lilah Marie
ICELAND Written by Lilah Marie
I rarely get manic anymore I rarely get anything anymore Like i flatlined , Plateaued That ’ s it Out of dreams Out of love Out of fight I lived so many life times I lived myself Right out of time An undesired borrowed time in a constant state of survival Leaves a soul wanting Most die wanting I anti-wanted Less was the most Weightless is freedom Freedom from want Was connection None of it made sense till I was nameless In a place i have never been With an echo of supreme silence The earth stopped spinning just for me A nanosecond , She ceased herself Four and a half billion year she waited to whisper this secret I was her Organic and made of dead stars I was a gift Made of dreams Made of love Made of fight
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