Thousands words of simple things

Even though we made a deal, i feel like being caged once again.. Even though i removed all the walls, you built them just in front of my nose.. It was amazing to see a world so pure so different to what we live in, but i also understand why.. I knew the stories that could be told, and the lies which always must be told.. The scriptures needs to live in profane cause it makes no sense in its holy state.. I look back, even though i see the havoc i left behind, you rebuilt it hoping i would not find another wall to tear down..
Seeing the truth, was so........ Understanding it destroyed me, looking into the matrix, and looking at everyone through the matrix, and even though they live in fear.. They are happy, they feel love, care, but most of all, a purpose and a meaning.. Most are happy with just seeing it, i couldnt stop, i continued..

Thousands words becomes an image of the simple things of what we really are..

this short story reminded me of something .. here it is

Running and running
As fast as I can
Can you catch me?
Are you a real man?
Thinking I'm faster than you
Thinking you never catch up
Yet you meet me at the finish line

Running It's what he does best
Running from the loneliness
Running from the longings
Of his family and friends
I am where he hides the best
He is my illusions
I am his fantasy
Grandeur and all the rest

But maybe
Catch me
On a day like today
When the world is lost in us
When your very air
Hangs in my lungs
See, today
We are glorious.

You filled me with fire
I filled you with purpose.
No Money
No Toys
No Books
No Boys
No Fun
Only on the Run

Catch me if you can!

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I liked it =)