Especially when I couldn't understand
That last night when we
Had our first psycho therapy.
I could feel us coming
Out of our bodies,
Entering each other,
Feeling the warmth of
The other caressing the unconscious.
Expressing our thoughts,
Touching our desires,
Creating a shield
So intruders could not enter and conjure chaos within this
world that was created.
Here,
It's endless ecstasy
Feeling infinite
Holding your hands up high
To grasp the cloud that takes form of a dream or passion,
With metaphors flying everywhere.
Words are shown in the sky,
Like birds flying towards the stars
But with each metaphor comes with the price
Of knowing the future, present, and past.
I don't want to leave.
I just want to stay here
In this vast land of success,
passion and desire;
To be the best for you.
With each sip,
Nourishment overwhelms you and
Satisfies my yearning for
That one thing that many people call fate.
Unfortunately:
My mind has stopped,
Has Seen the line
Underneath the ground
Pushing me towards the path
Without looking back
I can't grasp it
So i slip into coma
But I'm struggling
With addiction
Involving this mission,
The world and it's
Individual Mechanics.
I never understood how i think
I don't understand why you do
What you do
Everyday
Man.
This is overwhelming.
Mentally, you're all a need.
But within this tragedy,
Does a remedy even exist?
This tragic, Meloncholic feeling
Searching for clarification.
Could this be a clarity for my insanity?
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