mind
By devlgrl777
minda ray of thwindled truth pierces the fog of temporary madnessi am an enclosed creation of obstinance purified with guilti am no oneseen as a creative attempt for lifemy soul screams for vigilance my mind devotionmy eyes have a passion for tears as though seemingly never-endingongoingstriped with lies my body transformswho have i become?undeniably one not knownone advantageous slit could grasp it all awayimpulse creates the undreamableunthinkableunwinding the insane notions of the world makes me crazyfogetting evry thing thought to be realthinking.....who am i now?the obsession of the question grows greaterscreams of frustration thrust from every part of my bodyhate spreads threw my veinsthe passion of the thought battles gleemingly in my conscience back and fourthsliding roughly through the throbbing pains in my headwarm tingles float over my body like a clouda gloomingly evil darkness falls the feeling of obscured isolation omes over mean overwelming fear burns the airthe battle is overonce again i have conquered inanityplease put a comment in ...i really want to know how people respond to my poetry... Written April 20th, 2001 © on Aug 25 2001 06:19 PM PST 0 • 1
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"minda ray of thwindled truth pierces the fog of temporary madnessi am an enclosed creation of obstinance purified with guilti am no oneseen as a creative attempt for lifemy soul screams for vigilance my mind devotionmy eyes have a passion for tears as though seemingly never-endingongoingstriped with lies my body transformswho have i become?undeniably one not knownone advantageous slit could grasp it all awayimpulse creates the undreamableunthinkableunwinding the insane notions of the world makes me crazyfogetting evry thing thought to be realthinking.....who am i now?the obsession of the question grows greaterscreams of frustration thrust from every part of my bodyhate spreads threw my veinsthe passion of the thought battles gleemingly in my conscience back and fourthsliding roughly through the throbbing pains in my headwarm tingles float over my body like a clouda gloomingly evil darkness falls the feeling of obscured isolation omes over mean overwelming fear burns the airthe battle is overonce again i have conquered inanityplease put a comment in ...i really want to know how people respond to my poetry......"