"Do you hear me, do you fear me, do you see me, am i there me?"
My mind is a darkened and tainted, unable to be processed of my own concerns, im stuck into a void. I see the emptiness overtaking me, showing me the ways of the forgotten, and taking me to remember these unheard words, so understanding.
My head is spinning, my mind is falling, through my membranes, of the stalking. My flesh tingling, with thorough excitement, i can feel the exhilarating waves, of enlightenment, yes, it flows ever so faster than my functions of emotions. I can feel the absolute motion, i am warm and heated, and no longee drawn for beating.
"I can see to the majestic, feeling magnetic. The sensation is amazing, and very much mesmerizing and sanitizing, i feel so clean of the rid, and now content from the amid"
I am whole again, as a person
But i will no longer be alone,
I feel the darker linger on, this tale
Is "NEVER OVER, but my will keeps getting stronger"
YOU ARE READING
Poems for the Crooked Clown
Thơ caThese are poems for the other side of the human heart, to enter a realm of your deepest and darkest moments to endure. Be warned, my works are original from my OWN figment of imagination and my dreams/experiences.
