Right there, what you’re saying

Is everything I wish I could

But the thoughts get lost

And I think I’m lost for good

I’m learning to paint small

But I have to be still

And that one shines

But still

There I go again

Painting with my ideas

A little strokes, a little tears

I can’t stop these shaky hands

From mixing everything up

And I wonder

But what’s really being lost enough?

Not all who wonder

Are lost in thought

Not all who give live

All they’ve got

Like a thousand suns

Bursting at once

Are only the spark

Of the mightiest one

But that doesn’t stop the planets from spinning

Month after heavy month

Into years that I forget

Memories and friends

Years I get to live

Lucky and try to mend

Crossing over back again

Over and back again

With every line

Trying to dig in

Crossing over and back again

I am become the destroyer of worlds

And when the bomb drops

My heart drops too

And doubt sets in

Please hope begin

Make a way

Make it calm for everything that flies inside

The sky? This is it?

But everyone can see this

No one owns it

But we all do until we’re all satisfied

Shaky knees, shaky thoughts

Shaky near the business end

Where I see it all get lost

The things I made become the things I’ve forgot

This is what you wanted me to build

Or at least, that’s what I thought

In battle, in the forest

At the top in the mountains

On the dark great sea

In the midst of javelins and arrows

In sleep, in confusion

In the depths of shame

The good that we’ve done before

Defends us

Even poor little us