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Array of doubt

admist the botanical garden

Signing off from my house

Signing off from my warden

What is my orgin

Will an answer come

No, it never does

I will cry myself asleep tonight

I will sleep without love

On both sides stand two walls

Walking alone 

Unaware that it is a maze

They say it's so simple

I'm gassed from my brain

Peaking from over a summit

The shadows cast against the rocks

it is for me it seems

The thought crosses as I fall

I want your love, your guidance, your hope

They say it's me but I don't know

My only option is to go and die

To be alone and no more cry

A eulogy for blood still warm

If I don't try the pain won't swarm

Listen to me for no one else will

Don't you see I am lost

I have no will


From disgust of  symptoms

My lust and it's intentions

Where is my recognition

I'm clumsy and itching

Woah

...

False alarm, I thought I was free

Still sitting here, still in a dream

Beliefs are so cruel

I'm as if in a duel

Two spirits battle within

It's not even real


I search for some light, I search, I search

I clench, I perk

There's nothing to be found

Insanity rebounds

Won't any motivation come to arrive

Even to eat, I no longer strive

I write many letters as if to say goodbye

Soon I believe, that it will be tme




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