Words escaping,
is it too much to handle?
Or just being stuck
in a spontaneous flow
acting like you're part of a river,
making its way to the sea.
What a surprise,
you're still here.
Come forth, breathe.
Would you mind?How alarming.
You're everything but blind.
It's amazing
knowing
that you have the ability to plummet
into the deepest dungeon of your mind.
A beautiful complexity.
Amusing.
You're faithful.
Just a one-way route, I see.
Making sense,
you,
not having any idea,
about the roads and corners
of your own world.
A route to the wilderness of an overthought.
Your favorite, right?You dive. You wonder.
You flow.
How come,
you drowned?In a world
with choices being so limitless,
recycling thoughts,
actions that cannot be undone,
a loop of darkness as you may assume,
blinded by a blast of dawn in the end,You chose to unravel
the deepness
within a square wave.
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Wonder In Chaos
PoetryJust a collection of poems I be writing whenever I feel like doing so.