| Reaching through the Monitoring system, combing over fleeing memories, escape the wrapping of a noose around my neck..Contemplated My reinstated, figure of an illusion, how can I compare the thoughts. If they don't even out? Whats in it for me if I can't level the foundation? How am I suppose to get a grip on my vision if I have no rest. Its all a mental test, sink into the gravel knees bleeding, worship away, worship away. Bending the sounds, the waves of a crave, its all going to fade, soon, the boom will bang, leaving you all in Hells wake. Remember, I was told, to find out whats wrong..Point the finger, pull the trigger, bring it all down one less step, shoot me between the eyes. Because I can't have what I want.. When two of the same thing sit infront of me! I can't reach out and grab it, I know its not fake, I can't make it. I can't take it. If its out of grasp.. So how could I clasp my mold of Demension's Free verse, portals to the nether world, never ask, don't hold back on the task. Couldn't remove the mask. |
