Into the Air

What sense does it make?
Holding it in & being fake,
What is really on my mind?
Answers to the questions I want to find,
I could hide from just one word,
Maybe that would be absurd,
Truth setting a thought free,
Into the air; into a tree,
Family, friends, & those around me,
With this notion I just want to be,
No worries concerning my care for you,
Or to what I think they go through,
Simply put, the sky is now blue,
So fate can contemplate what to do.

Published by Daniel Feindt

Daniel Feindt currently lives in Bucks County PA, where he has written many poems and self-published various books... Currently Daniel also enjoys painting artwork with acrylics and works with web-design to share his work online... In 1999, Daniel was diagnosed with a mental illness, which has inspired him to learn how the mind works, as well as what it means to be human in this world... With the range of thoughts and emotions involved, he has aspired to present them in the best way possible for the reader...

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