telepathic communication
The world as I see it is staged,
My words left hollow yet filling.
Could you remember all the thoughts you once conjured up
My mind’s comprised of all the puzzles others left behind,
Jigsaws I’ve put together and wished I would have left a piece out of the middle.
Framework complete yet hollow on the inside.
Repeated events and repeated omissions of guilt
If you want another failed martyr…
Well look the other way
For the rest of time a few events leave an impact
And I’m willing to be one of them
Clear conscience sub-conscience learning how to remain in constant check
Voices begging to pull the seams apart,
Nothing I’m not used to I suppose but rips and tears start adding up +=___
And existence in one fell swoop I’ve concluded seems to remark a scream of the mind.
Dreams are harder to live in, I’ve reached the point of instability…tetter totter on the edge with me?
Then awake to nothing but a stable life that I knew was there all along
I’ve been orbiting around my own words for so long
And my words around my tongue
Graceful whispers beckoning my life out of my head for once HA!
Could you imagine your daydreams becoming a reality.
My god and your devil are one in the same but then again we always do a double take to find….
The same thing in reverse order to
double think before you speak
These spaces in between are oh so majestic now.
I wished for death
I wished to be lifted of this earth
I wished to be god and instead I played god
I’ve created
I’ve destroyed
I’ve loved and
I’ve hated
I’m an angel in disguise
And I’m the angel that came out with wings sprawled
I’m the lightning strike just ahead
I’m the rain on your lips
I’m the smell of the first droplet on hot pavement
Thank you for all you’ve giving me by showing me
My death would be not having one
I’m the thunder crackling overhead.
My world is staged
And I love every last scene
We’ve scripted together!