look at the blood contained in its vessel
veins through your system like streams and rivers
seeking the ocean that's shaped like a heart
back to the place where everything starts
this is more than just my body
it reads like a book of everything potential
line after line of unending fame and glory
that’s grown and nurtured from what’s essential
crying, fighting, laughing, dying, its all essential like the
loving and the hating, and constantly complaining
hoping to drag away something worth craving
and keeping that you don’t regret when you’re leaving
feel the breath charging and retreating
an invisible army that’s bent on completing
its eternal cycle, but soldiers don’t get bored
they fight with open eyes to the fate that’s in store
this is more than just me breathing
over enemy lines and never retreating
it ticks like a clock keeping time on my potential
the time that I've lost to dealing with what is essential
and then there’s my heart
a stone and a bird
a lick of flame, a razor ice shard
a haven for the sweet penetration of love
this is my brain it gets in the way
a computer bogged down by its own faulty wiring
I tried to stay logged on but the server is down
There’s too much coming in and not enough going out
this is just another doorway to strive for to
step through to reach my potential
isn't that enough when on the other side
is all that I’ve ever found to be essential