The Desert

The Desert

Sands of time

Each second passing is one small grain closer

To dehydration of the mind

Lost in the sands

Does the world not blink? Not think?

Can we not understand?

Break time.

It must follow order

There is no pattern in our minds

Our minds

Connected

Intersected

Mine alone sees

This creation of sensations

Be free

Break free of you heart's foolish jeers

Run frantically and wildly through the desert of your fears

Bury your face in sand

Face your fear and walk the line

Shed your human nature

And wonder the desert of time