That shock
The waves that flow through out you body
Down to feet
Back up to your head
The feeling of
"What's behind me?"
and
"Why me?"
Could not be more that just a illusion
But its real
It has taken your breath away
Speechless and silent
It mixes with you sanity
By twisting your thoughts around
And replacing with nothing
But
"Where is "it" now?"
Mar 14, 2015
Mar 14, 2015 at 8:56 PM UTC
That shock
The waves that flow through out you body
Down to feet
Back up to your head
The feeling of
"What's behind me?"
and
"Why me?"
Could not be more that just a illusion
But its real
It has taken your breath away
Speechless and silent
It mixes with you sanity
By twisting your thoughts around
And replacing with nothing
But
"Where is "it" now?"
