Pan's Central Express SYRNIX: Poems

Jan 2018 · 131

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

Even after four years of exclusive vision set on you
Every time i see your face its like meeting some one new.
Its like i knew you in a past life
in the future
in some way
but like I'm meeting you the first time
every single day.

Jan 2018 · 99

the life

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

the life

Caffeine and cigarettes
body aches and morning breath

dreaded hair that wont brush out
Milk in the fridge long gone stout

Just not enough drive
to move a single finger
until i consume something
and hope that it will linger

but it always brings me down
right after the up

yes once I've had a little
i can never get enough.

Jan 2018 · 145

Wow

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

Wow

Said to me
Pain is not bad
said to me feel it fully.

Said to me, Joy is not better.
Just a different feeling.

Asked me why
I preferred states of altered.

Wonder what was so bad
About my culture

or the culture of my people.

I said drugs are illegal.

Said to me who am I?

Asked me if I ever wondered...

why?

Why i am the way i am
said to me
not like any man,
but a special type of mind.

To know thyself is the only salvation.

To know who you are and why.

Said to me,
pain is not bad,
its just your belief,
and joy is not Good
it gives no relief.

States of being,
be not fooled.
Try for healing,
or be ridiculed.

By the self inside,
that just tries to hide.

Deep in time
when theres really no time.

and tuesday doesn't exist
its just another day.

and just so you know,
I've never changed any way.

Its simple and still
its always the same
its just the scenery
gets rearranged.

No time passes
thats only your mind.
Things do change, but only in time.

and thats unreal
so its simply a dream

all your doing is imagining.

so take your moment
and live it full.

Jan 2018 · 97

procreastination

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

procreastination

Savior bright
to save the light
to move you through
with all my might.

Savior source
We know the course
to move into
with out remorse.

Savior queen
natures so mean
we move away
from ever green.

Savior king
promise ring
move the rules
not aloud to sing.

Back and forth
Sun and Daughter
unfortunate
self made slaughter.

Jan 2018 · 111

Dual pessimist

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

Dual pessimist

Pull yourself apart.

Not back together.

This is a splitting world,
where we split things into thirds.

where we cut things down to size.

where we move towards a false prize.

Pull yourself apart, not back together

this is a world of giving,
where we hold all of the living

And you should never take .
But its any easy mistake to make.

Pull your self apart

theres no room to pull you together

this is where we separate

this is where we sever.

Pull yourself apart

never back together

this is where you die

to much exposure to the weather.

Jan 2018 · 122

Check it

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

Check it

Beckon me in to the stratosphere

show me all the way

I never wanted to be so near

to the never ending day.

But this one moment

has pulled me in.

Im sick of yesterdays
pulling me back
and tomorrows
pulling me forth.

But this one moment has pulled me in.

Im sick of past tense memories intruding

on this one moment thats pulling me in.

I'm sick of relating old to new

this one moment

I'm sick of everything that gets shoved in the way
of this one moment.

Jan 2018 · 155

Micro

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

Micro

Little cell

does it hurt,

when you split for my continuation?

Does the electricity burn

when you move for my creation.

Little conscious
do you love me

for all the pain you choose.

Little cell I am happy
i am not in your small shoes.

Jan 2018 · 190

Birth

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

Birth

We'll be living in all the oceans now

Atomically spread out

Flipping twitching

cellular division.

I'll always be pulled back to you.

All this separation
splitting ends
and devastation
Calls for some type of
celebration...

Pull yourself apart and create a
new nation.

Jan 2018 · 129

Sandy

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

Sandy

Fantasy living

Fantastically giving

Moving through the ocean
of air.

How much space falls quietly
in between us.

Or do we even care.

Can we measure empty space
and say its truly miles in between.

when Reaching out is all it takes
to sew in a seam.

and the bridge would never fall
unless we burnt it to the ground.

We'll be living in all the oceans now.

Jan 2018 · 166

break it

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

break it

Moon does not shine

Time does not rewind

these are just the natures

of the universal mind.

Some do not care

some terribly scared

some hiding from life

Expression is so rare.

Jan 2018 · 275

shut uup

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

shut uup

holy confounding Pivot

Express yourself to me.

Treat me to your passages

Your caverns dwelling with in.

Expose those nuances to me

Each and every sin.

I want to know your expressions

Feel your oceans tide

and when the waves come strong

I swear I will not hide.

I will stand naked at the shore

I will fear nothing you can say.

For ever I want more

of your winter snows
and summers day.

Age will move itself,
we have not to try

Just open up yourself

and give me everything before we die.

Jan 2018 · 101

work away

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

work away

selectively moving through
the parts of me that are hard to see
Building all the way up to
something I could have never seen.
Coming
was such a suprise.
Bodies humming
and the night was so nice,
so nice,
it was to be next to you .

Moving through all the things we do
together
is such a nice word
when I'm with you
its how I say me,
and now your missing
and terrible feeling.

Jan 2018 · 204

collecting dust

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

collecting dust

Charlie rode the street
gliding through the night
Pounding size 12 feet
Following the bright.

He made his way through life
counting all his blessings.
He packaged all his strife,
In bags with beautiful dressings.

He put them on his shelves
He hung them on his walls.
Next to all his shells
And leaves collected from many falls.

Charlie rode the street
He moved through all of life.

Jan 2018 · 105

Thaiseays

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

Thaiseays

Awaken to
the inability
you force upon yourself.
Awaken to
new fertility
born in center
of yourself.
These fashioned clothes
only mean so much
To those of us,
who never had enough.

Its time for something new
to born with in you.

Jan 2018 · 111

Untitled

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

Untitled

Sandy eyes
Wake me up in the morning
Leave it to you to
To destroy a good thing.

Had it been coming I would never know

But for one thing
I will never show,

Your twisted games
they don't phase me,
I know to well
about emotional hazing
Your blurring the lines,
between real and fake
I've learned my lessons,
And i surely wont take

A bleeding heart sob story
and feed into it
I wont give you my Narcissus
Thats locked away,
chastity is chastity
a million years or just one day.

Jan 2018 · 118

Cause/effect

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

Cause/effect

Judas only did
that which had to be lived.

He suffered for his fault
not his action.

And Jesus knew what was to come,
for with out it,
what would he be?

Jan 2018 · 223

Sand Cellophane

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

Sand Cellophane

Sand paper and cellophane
You suffocate me
but there's n o
Pain.

Wrap me tightly
the wound can't breathe.
Just poke holes
before you leave.

Chaff my edges
Grind me down.
Softly now
Please n o
sound.

Just how I like
You package me
changing things
How you see.

Softening edges
adding curve
rougher texture
New things to learn.

Sand paper and cellophane
you change me
but there's n o
pain.

Jan 2018 · 93

theif in the snow

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

theif in the snow

There's an orange cat
who eats my trash
and I don't mind
I know Hes in a bind
got no where to go.

He wont meet me
got no love to show
but his face says
feed me.

I put food in a bowl on my porch,
he runs when i open the door.
But i peer through the window and see
Orange cat does appreciate me.

Jan 2018 · 110

Dazed

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

Dazed

I used to shove needles in my arms.
Now I don't.
And i have to be honest
I'm having a bit of a identity crisis.

Who the **** am i
and what should I do?
I get up.
I clean up.
I wash up
I try.
But it really seems,
that I'll probably still die..
and if thats the case,
then whats the ******* point.
When the most fun you have
is when you hit the joint,
but dont get me wrong,
I like it just fine.
Just seems something stronger
could maybe ease my mind.
Like really what Im seeking
is a deep undead bed
where the breathing in my lungs
slowly comes to a stop
and before i know it
the whole worlds better off.
Like whats the point of living,
if you'll only ever die.

These are the things i think of
when i'm staring into the sky.

Jan 2018 · 112

Not the same

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Jan 2018

Not the same

Exhausted and so over
this thing that we call life
living in a body
constant battle
constant strife

and I know the rules
I have played this game.
Try to convince me
ever day is not the same.

It crashes down like hot summer rain.
I think about the happiness
I try to numb the pain.

I try to move through my life
like every day is not the same.

Dec 2017 · 117

Honesty isn't all

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Dec 2017

Honesty isn't all

Desert like my dried up heart
I told you not to know me!
Your crying now with in yourself
As if some how below me.

I told you truth
you ate it up

You thought honesty meant more.

than the truth I was spewing
and the mess that was brewing
If you didnt hear the words.

And you didnt
you thought honesty
meant more to me
than the truth that was spewing.

You thought the thought was thought enough
You didnt know what you were doing.

Dec 2017 · 87

Suicide

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Dec 2017

Suicide

I was outside when I heard your mother scream.
Running around, with the groceries she was carrying.
The sound that she made put a terror in me.

I wondered what could have gone wrong.

I ascended the stairway
to your trailer door
this was something
I hadn't done before.
Your mother tried to stop me
But she was collapsing to the floor.

And then I saw the pain that had inflicted her.

I wonder what you were thinking,
alone in your quiet house.

In the fog of divorce,
separation from your spouse.

The gun between your legs
now fallen to its side.
the degradation
of your entire life.

I wonder what your were thinking
alone in your living room.
Eyes silently blinking
awaiting your impending doom.

And did you have the nerve
you thought you might,
Or did you question
if it was wrong or right.

Were you crying
for some one to come and find you.
Were you hoping some one would come and stop you.

When i was 14 a guy killed himself in my trailer park.

Dec 2017 · 120

Seek me

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Dec 2017

Seek me

You seek me out
of everything
To shy so i don't find you.

This universe works
in some pattern way.

Where the things that i struggle with
find me day after day.

You flea ridden animal
You blood stained flannel.
You needle in my bed of hay.

Funny how the things you hate
find you day after day

Dec 2017 · 115

Thoughts

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Dec 2017

Thoughts

Sudden sickness over take her
with a quickness does it make her
losing touch, whats reality?
Just to much to handle for me.

They are taking pictures
its personal photography
of all the thoughts in my mind
its personal torturing.

These thoughts are mind
but they aren't mine.
These thoughts are high
But they aren't mine.

I'm getting jaded.
Reality is so faded.
I bet i could believe
nearly anything.

It slips into my head
lays into my bed
offers me to dead.
I listen what it said.

Shhh
Don't you worry
little thought
There's no hurry
You've been caught.

I've got you now,
I've got you now
let me comfort you in crazy.

I know your memory is hazy.

Please some body wake me.

Dec 2017 · 110

Echo

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Dec 2017

Echo

Far off you speak to me
in echos of a canyon
At the peak of the sky
tall in sunrise standing.

Broken syllables
Moving through space
coming in my ears
only minutes late.

Far off you speak to me,
in echos of a hill
Many times you said to me
While here Im standing still.

Dec 2017 · 181

Blood.

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Dec 2017

Blood.

Sing to me
Of poppy seed
and seductive
ocean tides.

Tell me of
the cruelty
of all the emotions
that you hide.

Broken arrows
tend not to fly
hearts a vessel
a thousand times

I pump you through
all the parts of me
hearts a vessel
to the day we die.

Nov 2017 · 156

yes i will help u

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Nov 2017

yes i will help u

You pityful
I pity fools
you over grown
bacteria pool

I fixed the leak in the basement
but the smell never dissapeared
I cleaned the sludge from the pavement
but the smell never really cleared.

Im pitiful
I pity fools
Im never ending
brain spools

You gross me out,
you let me down
you make me want to leave town.

Its pitiful
i pity fools

Nov 2017 · 183

Who are we

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Nov 2017

Who are we

Deep inside the caverns
in a forest far grown deep
Underneath the shadows
where the reflections of me sleep.
hidden away in the depths of all is me
but always blinded by the parts of me that see
never really knowing whats inside of me

I feel change
i know I'm the same
Just like the flame
I burn the same.

Deep inside the caverns
of a forest far grown deep.
where all of my reflections
silently sleep.
If i could only stay here
this silence i could keep.
But chatter echos through the forest
and now the Reflections see.

And they change

Silver plated mirrors
feed narcissus our light
and in the power struggle
the one refuse the fight.

Oh silver plated mirror
what you are reflecting me
How dare you taint this mind
and refuse the one to see.

Silver plated mirror,
with a thousand changing faces
You move into the darkness
and follow what mind chases

for desire in the mind
can take to deathly places.

Ringing out
you awaken my reflections
and in their life
silver plated resurrections

Narcissus
has been threatening us

With his silver plated mirrors
covering thoughts of rust.

Nov 2017 · 115

Connection

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Nov 2017

Connection

My sing song expression
has given you a collection
of many things
to think of me by.

Dare you look to the sky
leave this place we know behind

I know its hard
I'm hard to find

but when you do
I'll make it better.
Soothe each other
in spaces together.

Read my heart in written letter.

Escape in time and out of beat.
Behold a new world
sprawling at your feet.

I beg you now do not retreat

its a once in a life time opportunity.

Nov 2017 · 101

fore thought

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Nov 2017

fore thought

you breathed in me life
which before i had not
Brought me back from a corpse
which before had gone rot.

What it means to be alive
is something i never understood
what it means to survive
whether life is bad or good.

Who I am who I was
where i will be going
And if i chase the buzz
what chaos will be throwing.

Nov 2017 · 195

And what if I died

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Nov 2017

And what if I died

My Lover, My husband, My friend
My brother, my son,
you've been with me till the end.

This breathing of mine will soon cease

and still I'll be resting at your feet.

My savior, My christ, My light.
It pains me to leave you
as my soul is taking flight.

The fun we have had,
the days when we lay crying
are all flashing before me
as its me who lays here dying.

And for every single bad day
I hope you to forgive me
and for every single good day
i wish you to relive me.

My whole existence
has been for your amusement
and I am so grateful
for no other way I'd use it.

My lover my husband my friend
I've enjoyed being with you
until the very end.

A poem written for a contest, about dying

Nov 2017 · 295

I wasnt there

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Nov 2017

I wasnt there

My pit flew things through air

I wasn't there enough to care.

Her image haunted my thoughts but i knew nothing

And I wasn't there enough to care.

I was some where far off,
some where terrible still
but oh so different than where she held me.
I wasn't her pride.
I wasn't in her presence
even when i was.

Some where far off
I wasn't there enough to care.
and when her reign came down on me
i wasn't there.
So i tried not to care.
I dug my claws into my world.
I held my place
if I wasn't there
I couldn't care.
And I still don't look her in the eyes
but its not my head that hurts any more
its my gut.
and its my pride.
Its my heart that's solid inside.
Its those thoughts
if i could die.

This poem is about my mom, and enduring the pain of growing up with a narcissus mother...

#emotional #childhood #motherhood #daughterhood #pain #abuse #mentalillness

Nov 2017 · 184

Taste like

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Nov 2017

Taste like

******* taste like ****
and I can get high off the breath

I can get high off your flesh.

When I breathe out
in a moment of ******
its liking breathing in borax

Chemical compounds
acid and salt
Your remove the need
To hold myself at fault.

Nov 2017 · 119

Narcissis

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Nov 2017

Narcissis

Santa Clause was never real for me..
I guess it was just instinct...
It was to hard for me to think
about some one always watching me.
And I guess that's probably why
I've always been scared to die
cause i dont want to think
no one will remember me.
© 43 minutes ago, Halley

Nov 2017 · 143

My time

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Nov 2017

My time

Cool water rushes from beneath the rocks and rotten logs.
I sit with my pants rolled up feet stiff from the spring.
Heavy breathing, taking a break.
The rock feels cool through my pants
and the moss feels rough and green.
Looking up through the trees to the sky
I'll never understand how all this got here.
How perfect things truly are.
I'm moving rocks in the woods like its my job.
Accomplishing nothing but a change of tempo
in the flow of the stream.
But i feel like God.

Nov 2017 · 256

Embrace me

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Nov 2017

Embrace me

I'm reaching out here
Over pin and paper
I've reached out here before
and i will later.

I'm begging you for just a moment of your time
I'm begging you to just take a look at this here sign.

And see me for what I am
and what looks like you
See me for What I like
and everything i do.

This ever growing consciousness
this thing that seems to make me
is oh so very lonely
and the loneliness will take me.

All I am is what I know
and all I want to share
and all the things i want to show
are the proof here that I care.

And every thing i want to do
and everything i feel
is every thing i show to you
and all that makes me real.

Listen closely to my story
see the shards of you
Notice in the allegory
A new found personal truth

Its you, you find
deep in my mind
when you take a moment
to connect.

Its you you'll find
deep in my mind
and pieces you'll resurrect.

So bet on my love
read my heart
Embracing in oneness
not worlds apart.

Nov 2017 · 346

break her

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Nov 2017

break her

Used to be the only pain i felt was that of being alone
Seems now the pain Im feeling is different.
Now its like a ripping tearing away of oxygen from my lungs.
and as i get older... it gets worse.... As we get closer it more so hurts.
For every time you raise your fist its not only making connection to my heart
but its destroying everything we have created and so the pain is more immense.
I wish it wasn't so, i wouldnt want it to be.... But the only answer there is none.
You can't love me perfectly, you can't treat me with respect all the time. You have to fail.
You have to rip my heart out of my chest and spit into my wound.
why?
because thats what lovers do.

Thats just the way things are. I open my arms and you tear them apart.
How dare i speak, how dare i look. Questioning your intellegence playing the devils advocate.
I am a monster aren't i. Treat me with the coldest of shoulders. Set me on fire and watch my insides smoulder. You wish i would burn dont you.
You want me out of your head out of your house.
Out of your heart, not to be your spouse.
You get sickened by me, I turn your smiles into biles.
Everything was fine before....
Its just the pain is now more..
and im stuck in limbo, between two seperate worlds.
Mine and yours...

Nov 2017 · 153

Chamber

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Nov 2017

Chamber

Your sing song vocal connection
seeps out your mouth like smooth confection
and my high tide low tide better or for worse
Is always waiting right here.

A thousand miles backwards to the beginning of our time
When me I just first met you and you held up your sign.

Your smooth water eyes
and things like this, i think
if beauty ever dies?
Or does it only sink?

So deep your valleys carved
like aged in wine is good.
So my heart will ever wait
as it knows it should.

Nov 2017 · 124

Golden rung

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Nov 2017

Golden rung

Sweet Golden rung
You expel such beauty
then when day is done
Its like you never knew me.

Cradled glitter
Your left with out air
You night time sitter
Dew drops in your hair.

Bitter orange pulp peel
You tiresome fool
No time to heal
No time for you.

Echo Golden cast
You play life so stride
You live so fast
you've got nothing to hide.

Sweet golden rung
Your prepare such ember
When day is done
You never remember.

Nov 2017 · 133

pocket watch

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Nov 2017

pocket watch

I keep my time in my pocket
I never like to watch it
I never wanna to see it
i just want to leave it

Nov 2017 · 151

Life is gay

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Nov 2017

Life is gay

I thought i died
But conjunctions are strange
and while i felt it happen
nothing had changed.

Some split moment
some sever in time
where every thing that happens
isn't always mine

Your boredom has become concerning
the look in your eyes so dull when you meet me
And i try to think maybe your just learning
I tend to wonder if you can even see me.

My movement makes you flinch
and it could be coincidence
But i like to hold my hopes with my faith.

I like to use my eyes to hold your face.

Oct 2017 · 127

Darkness at the break of noon

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Oct 2017

Darkness at the break of noon

these eyes have never seen
what these skies have done to me
and i guess it never was as easy
as i claimed it to be.

these eyes have opened up,
but the sky it closes shut.
And home is all but nothing
I've held to for ages,

and it all comes crashing down
just like i always said it would.

Because they sky's don't know the meaning
But the eyes can see the point
that the life here that i'm leading
is living in joint.
and us we are all bleeding
Waiting for our anoint.

Oct 2017 · 161

june19th

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Oct 2017

june19th

June 19th
sink in your teeth
you ravaged me

and now i'm scavenging.

Orange repeal
my womb you steal
sink in your teeth
you eated me.

June 19th
you death day sadist
you silver plated
birth day *******

You burnt my feathers
you scorched my wings
you bound me in leathers
and refused me to sing.

Sink in your teeth and finish me
Instead you poison and diminish me.

Orange leak venom
blood clot gum
you baby stealer
you make me done

I remember everything.

You came with in me
we lost out time
it sparked a begining
with out a sign

I pleaded silence
and never told my side.

I washed in out
but its like i died.

Oct 2017 · 176

Speak so slightly

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Oct 2017

Speak so slightly

Speak so slightly
Soft on your footstep
Beg forgiveness
what has been kept

Your scar maimed arms
are quite the turn on
You Phrenia mind
what has been left

I see softly
starring in the door way
I want your hate
to guide me some where

I feel your breath
such a wavering existence
I want your body
to know I care.

Speak so slightly
of everything you believe in
Speak so little
of what you know

Your inner dimension
is pulling me in
your hiding it all
is giving me show

Oct 2017 · 117

hopefully

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Oct 2017

hopefully

My second guessing played the lead roll

in all i ever did for you i never did for me

My ego always tried to play the soul

In all i ever tried to do its never what i meant to be

life has this way of turning things around

and I find its hard to keep my barrings in a crowd

Your presence seems to change me to something so profound

But still I get a little eager when your a little loud

I've never been so sure about anything
and yet when i think
I realize I'm not sure about anything
but you make me want to think

That nothing bad ever happens

Not to us, not to us

and nothing bad could ever happen

if we just love.

Oct 2017 · 144

Rebirth

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Oct 2017

Rebirth

Take me to your leader
I need it now
I want to feed her.
Take me to your mother
the source of hate
The ones only lover
Take me to her grave
the place she rests
just like his slave
and watch the ground spring up

She moves! she moves!
The mother has awakened
and in the ******
the entire earth is shaken.

I've brought the myrrh
the Frankincense
the wisdom

Ive brought my consciousness
and the mother has sure risen!

Oct 2017 · 324

Give it all away

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Oct 2017

Give it all away

I sacrificed my deity
My golden idol
hand that held me

I sacrificed my savior christ
my sun moon star
My lambs sweet life

I've given into
deprecation
lost it all in a wave of
temptation.

Oct 2017 · 191

Self discovery.

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Oct 2017

Self discovery.

Ambivalence
What an ever perfect romance.
You move me back and forth
Two apposing sides.
You move me from my source
Two apposing rides.
Begging for divorce.

Contradiction screams
I need you now
i leave you now.
Contradiction Screams.
I'll grow some how
I'll know some how.

Ambivalence
some only god knows why romance.

Oct 2017 · 91

One

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Oct 2017

One

Lately hes stopped talking
giving in to that silence
but me being the moon
I can only give into violence.

My father, my Sun
the maker of my one.

His silence is shattering my ever growing world
and the destruction thats coming from me being a girl.
I love them I love them I only want more.

My children My Victims
this ever growing *****.

My mother my keeper, my love undying soul.
I wanted to keep her but this hole is growing old.

Yes the whole is growing old
and falling all apart
its getting very close
to having to restart.

Its aging imperfect
its falling all apart
its time again
to born a new heart.

Oct 2017 · 87

oh yeah, Well I beg to differ.

Pan's Central Express SYRNIX Oct 2017

oh yeah, Well I beg to differ.

The waking
the faking
the silently ******

the stopping
the lost things
the what you want the most things.

My mind moves
my thoughts feel
my body lives
but its not real

not my reality
this pumping blood
thats a being of its own.

My mind moves my thoughts feel
reality is an illusion
mind is all thats real.