Tattered and torn, expired from within, with
no expectations in life, nothing left to
anticipate or look forward to.
Requisites being left behind, scattered to
the wind with lifeless content to hold on to.
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Not realizing the pain held so tightly within bodily limits –
Wondering how anyone could hold so much sorrow and sadness.How could it be contained in one so utterly human.
Stressing expressions on a faraway island,
Selecting a few ideas, pressing theambiguity of life into a few sentences.
Regenerating particles of a brain bring cognition into perspective, allowing freedom of recognition to infiltrate every aspect of imagination’s intellect.
Fragilly taking limits to extremes, giving new endeavors hope for a brighter tomorrow.
Hanging around, finalizing all plans, pending the demise of my inner spirit, as it heads into skyways of heaven.
Capturing my attention early in life and holding me indefinitely with powers of fear.
Shattering peaceful environments with loud playing elastic music, pouring quickly into my mind, making it difficult to keep up writing with it’s expressive pace, set in melodies of exacting pleasure.
Telling stories with lyrics, timing everything precisely and creating images constantly without any breaks in concentration.
Arrows pointing the way, getting away from the tangled webs of another.
It’s only done from abuse to control and put me down.Still, here I am, standing on the edge of eternity, another ready to push me over and negate me once and for all.