Empty Love Dreams

What is the bottom of the gun, with ash and dust that create a blur,
Words filled the air and expose a man undone from his musky beard,
Take down a flag and fill it with love he says,
Why should love be filled in a flag that has no meaning and praise,
With not enough tears to unfold between its creases,
And not enough weight to bear down all the problems that the atmosphere consists,
I could sit down and start with a " because", but the paper would become a list.

Lacking experience you can not say,
Wouldn't a controversy start this way,
With my heart on your face, I could walk far but you'd still have my disgrace,
My life was made in a book long before,
With paragraphs now missing and pages now torn,
" Why can't you see that this world is all the same?"
I looked at the man who said I was drained,
I knew my soggy eyes were down in pain,
But how could he say that the world was all insane.

I said I am hurt and it comes and goes,
The man looked unamused and said everyone knows,
Is it true when you are down many can see it upon your frown,
The blue circles you round your body in,
Floods your soul in things you begin but always end.

I say what is left to lose when I have done enough,
Failing is my problem and my trying is rough,
" I think you took my words in different means."
The man said with a grin of many things,
He spoke to me and dawn apeared at what he said,
The words unraveled with what he blessed.

I let the beauty that never fades flicker in my heart so wide,
I know I make things harder for myself sometimes,
But it is alright to keep thinking beyond what you may say,
The man with beard was right in his ways.

The world is all the same.

" This is just a moment when things will get hard,
but it is the devil trying to take you from the things you were meant for."

I knew this long before,
But with the mans wisdom in his voice, it just meant more.