The familiar scent of earl gray tea sends me back to my grandma's living room. When I was in elementary school, I'd come over multiple times a week and we'd sit on her off-white couch drinking black ... [+]
History of an infinite idea
Record of the expansive mind
Now an era of submerged thought
Where sanity simply unbinds
Isolated from the community
Disconnected from the world
Chasing a sense of purpose
Through civil flaws unfurled
Stirring in the present
With no scope of a future certain
Facing hidden mirrors
Meant to mask ancestral burden
Wading through the darkness
Extending towards the light
Propelled by a deepened hope
That the day will break the night
Record of the expansive mind
Now an era of submerged thought
Where sanity simply unbinds
Isolated from the community
Disconnected from the world
Chasing a sense of purpose
Through civil flaws unfurled
Stirring in the present
With no scope of a future certain
Facing hidden mirrors
Meant to mask ancestral burden
Wading through the darkness
Extending towards the light
Propelled by a deepened hope
That the day will break the night