A Better Place

Diverse Feeling

The turmoil dwells in my cranium

Turned me semi-alive

Solitary battling my depression

Obliged me to dance on its jive

They've said, it's a self-inflicted wound

Or it's only in the mind

Am I a villain of my hero self

Angel and demon intertwined

Who will architect such masterpieces?

They've said "Simply out of their mind"

"Clean shirt painting with greases

Lunacy possessed, eyes unbroken but blind"

But how can an apple elucidates

The existence of an orange

Do you have the right to illuminates

When you suffer not this diverse feeling...

Oct. 10, 2017