Reflections

 Sitting in a bus with quiet music playing into my eardrums
Filling my mind with a cloud of sounds that masks the noises all around
What an intricate method I follow to paralyze an incessant muscle
What a reflex action I've taken many years ago that left my heart abound
An attention span that's faulty with an atmosphere of buzzing
Of the last thirty seconds, I can pretty much recall nothing
A silhouette I might've seen, or a scent that grazed my senses
A beautiful songbird's singing that I would've heard had I paid attention
But alas my ears are covered, my headset is in place
The blaring noises of the world around bear a prison with no escapes
The memories I once had, forgetting them's what I fear
Once a beautiful visage of the past has turned mulched and smeared
What a fall from where I once was
What gravity has once sought
For all my perceptive nature
Of this world I once did love
From smiles that I once remembered
To a collection of beautiful pictures
A world that I had within me is now lost
Where did I leave my memories? Can't tell you
I forgot
Forgot to brush my hair
To dress like a human being
As I move from place to place
I'm alive. What a rush
But then again I wonder
What part of this world in which I believe
Did I once perhaps belong
Or reside away from my fears
Or have I always been
A soul lost in want
An anticipation of the following days
In which I've locked my heart
Surrounded by my music
And morning introspection
A world in which I lose in
Everything that I once was
Memories beget memories
A deja vu universe
Experiences old and new
Are one and the same
I wonder what's the difference
Between being rich, and having wealth
Is it truly in the memories
Or the outlook remaining fresh
I laugh as I wryly stare
Upon a street that's passing me
It's always been there
And so was a part of me
Once before, I belonged there
No more, I don't think
But no matter the shape of form
That I'll take, I'll float
Along this weirdly incomprehensible river
Till I grow old and wither
Floating like a feather in the winds
Fallen from a bird, like my memories once were
I'll soar into the sky once I find the rest of me
Once I locate what I've lost when I've seen more than I could bare
When I finally wake from my infinitely expansive dreams