Thought

Thinkin with no particular muse i pick and chose with no prose
visions of something that was never there
feelings of something that was distant
No where to be found ready to dround
Trimbling to find a faint touch from someone i love lust want even
Catching insercurites in a net and letting them free
Trees blow toward the west just staying here repressing Scenes
Talking to my self worked up a nerve talking louder so i can be heard
Im not listening to my heart Mind taking toll
Dribbling my will to be with my will to want you
These are just thought fought but not winning
Now im outta luck struck by cupid an unrested love
My Dragons Slayed and i wanna be her Night in shinning Armor
These thought that has manifested its way into my heart be come a reality
Reality become My own fate and fairy tales of mermaids and Villian inside of my
Thoughts....