in the midst of glowing roses;
i felt like i planted them all;
many wanted to smell but they could not;
i knew their difference smells;
i said i wanted to smell only one;
the more i smelled one themore i wanted to smell more;
my heart was never content;
my eyes led me astray from myself;
my human mind decieved me;
i thought i will stop but i did not;
why i'm i stealing from myself;
why i'm dirting the pot full of healthy milk;
how do i turn away from the medicine for my recovery;
my spirit is unsettled like a hungry eagle above the waters;
yes the i tried to wave my thoughts by getting one rose;
yet i was still empty;
i went for the second rose;
i also felt as i'm not visible;
for there are many roses in this field;
for all of them smell differently;
i can not finish them;
i only need one.
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