good day, morning, night, idea.

So I woke up forgetting my kick. I changed my mind twice. I became scared when I couldn't find my secret. The Queen forgot her thoughts, but turned around to go find them. She said her goodbyes to me, and sent me off with indestructible love. I walked in to find all eyes on me, and my eyes closed to find themselves in peace hugging the sun. He caught me in the closet, using what he thought was his cloak. I gave it to him anyways, knowing it didn't belong to him. Now she is talking about God, and hiding Him with religion. She is confusing Him with thoughts, and directs Him into an ambiguous idea. She tells me I'm a liar, and He is just a spark. I'm tired of her annoying speech and hope soon that my words will leaver her scared with truth. Impatiently, I'm waiting, so I go swim with the fish.