A mind as my own would enfeeble anyone. It's vexatious and emotionally grueling.
There are days that I'm just here in an involuntary voiceless existence and others that leave my heart rapidly beating and my mind tenaciously racing.
Some days I feel poised and vivaciously resurrected while others are so sullen and grey there's no comprehension of my idiomatic dialect.
A hopscotch of emotions. My lifetime conviction.
One square,
two squares,
one square, two..
then nothing with no where to go.
Perpetual Terminus.
Eternal drudgery.
A verdict of a trial to immortality.
If only one soul in this world could see through my eyes, breathing in the murderous carbon monoxide that steals my breath and feeling the tearing of my shredded heart.
Laughter is but only a disguise.
Smiles a cheap makeshift Band-Aid.
Humiliation.
Guilt.
Shameful Detachment.
Euphoric Pandemonium.
Erroneous Foundation.
Inquisitive Failure.
A melodramatic theatrical performance.
A feverish plague.
A systematical correlation of disaster.
Bipolar Poetry
She's sitting alone
There are days that I'm just here in an involuntary voiceless existence and others that leave my heart rapidly beating and my mind tenaciously racing.
Some days I feel poised and vivaciously resurrected while others are so sullen and grey there's no comprehension of my idiomatic dialect.
A hopscotch of emotions. My lifetime conviction.
One square,
two squares,
one square, two..
then nothing with no where to go.
Perpetual Terminus.
Eternal drudgery.
A verdict of a trial to immortality.
If only one soul in this world could see through my eyes, breathing in the murderous carbon monoxide that steals my breath and feeling the tearing of my shredded heart.
Laughter is but only a disguise.
Smiles a cheap makeshift Band-Aid.
Humiliation.
Guilt.
Shameful Detachment.
Euphoric Pandemonium.
Erroneous Foundation.
Inquisitive Failure.
A melodramatic theatrical performance.
A feverish plague.
A systematical correlation of disaster.
Bipolar Poetry
She's sitting alone
her head between her legs
her life disaster prone
filling a circle with square pegs
She cries in her sleep
her emotions never halt
her sanity she can't keep
chemical dilution is at fault
