To the Nameless Ones

Turn on those fairy lights,
Play that favorite folk rock
And Take a little sip of wine,
Let there be the red stains
Take that breath of insane
That's what will keep you sane
Make that tea for yourself
Then dear, pack your bag
Pack your toothbrush
And that favorite dress
Don't forget your pens
And that arty notepad
Make zentangle on your way.
Wake up beside a mystique blue shore
Welcoming the crimson rays
Let your shoes float away,
Naked feet, worry less;
Talk to those hippies,
Better strangers than known ones,
The people that you know,
Are around you just to cut you down.
You held your cries to some distant war
Yet difficult to clean, is it?
Clean the rusty corners of your mind,
Open up your story to the unknown
To feel a little less,
Smile back at them and fade away,
Fade away to meet strangers again.