To the Ether

[ZfrkS62]

Sights set on where to go
never thought about myself, to know.
I cannot see the path, to or fro.

Was it ever clear?
Is it my voice I hear?

Lost in the current.
Misplaced the horizon.
Fabricate the motive.

Motivations now distractions.
The life clicks away in 4/4,
the metronome more consistent than the clock.

Am I steering?
Can I brake?

Focus through the ether
fogging the process.

 

[butters]

interesting questions raised

not a fan of the rhyming in the first 3 lines, they feel forced... but then i have to ask if that's deliberate with the following question 'Is it my voice I hear?' and you drop the rhyming of lines 1 through 5 for something that feels far more authentic

 

[ZfrkS62]

interesting questions raised

not a fan of the rhyming in the first 3 lines, they feel forced... but then i have to ask if that's deliberate with the following question 'Is it my voice I hear?' and you drop the rhyming of lines 1 through 5 for something that feels far more authentic

Wasn't a planned out structure. I put down the first few lines and I think it felt a little corny. Almost cliche for some reason or another, but it wasn't something I felt like putting a ton of thought into.

It's about as arrhythmic and disjointed as I was feeling when I laid it out.

 

[ZfrkS62]

If I could save the world, by changing our story
I'd let Armageddon come.

I'm not worried about sounding insane
I'm quite used to it by now.

There's a sense of relief to know the last sentence won't be,

"But they never spoke again"

 

[ZfrkS62]

Soul mates in a loose definition.
I still don't know you.

Too far apart in life to completely get each other.
Just take my headstart into consideration.

My friend. My sister. My should have been.