Mind Space

~~~~~ A poem within a poem... ~~~~~


I'm bathing in this eerie mind space,

clarification has unknowingly lost meaningful taste;

Heart's blasting a scent of urgent,

staring down roads which hover abound trees of grievance,

seemingly to have no ample bends;

Wounds from slumber deep unfastens,

staring imps snare and hasten,

feel no complacent,

stains redeem prominence,

beg fierce to this vivid pretend,

nightmares' only grin so torrid till they end –

But, do they rarely ever finish?


Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top