I felt helpless Paralyzed Stuck without knowing what to do There was no way of controlling it I am used to having some emotional control, but this time...I couldnít - And didnít want to. My mind tried to think but it ran out of thoughts. There was nothing left to do when A wave of tingling pleasure rolled over me That was both frightening and welcoming I was being held by the softest light as I rode the lightning indulged the nectars of space and time its depths and darkness Weightlessness and spinning clocks. In my psychedelic...
That which you want to possess Possesses you." - Lilith
I sold her my sins So I can ride her train I had no idea where it was going but wanted to get on. And yet my ticket expired before I arrived. "No refunds baby. You are lucky to leave with your skin still pretty." She said. I never did tell her my flesh burned from the hell I was in. Keeping silent or telling her would be painful in either case. She would have nothing to say in return.
There is still, at the bottom, bottom of my heart A small ember,...
When you have completed your life's work? When no one touches you anymore because an irreparable scarring disease that grows fungal? When every action towards improvement ends in miserable failure? When you have isolated yourself to the point that you no longer relate to even your family members?
The body keeps going Not saying anything in the dark cadaverous reservation of the souls resting abode of its natural inclination The mind keeps droning
It was a moment of quiet pleasurable bliss; The last convulsion dissolves.
And I return to the fourth wall artistically with multi-colored brush and a palette of hues that would make Da Vinci jealous. I know how to make a splash of wonder Excitement Interest Fein attention To their attention Give eye contact - Give hand gestures that mean I am Listening Listening to white noise... Listening beneath my skin... Listening under the beating heart... That standing still place Where