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Jun 2015
falling out of touch
the darkness is creeping back
pickin up
pickin up
on the slack
on the slack
gone too far to go back
must reel it in quick
these words are foreign
and transmission gets lost when translated
diction so outdated
faded
waning into dust
crumbling in the sea
becoming so disfigured
it hurts to read-
veil blinding sight
gotta muster the might
to come back with a bite
and fight demons that keep me up at night
in the end everything is gonna be alright
till then this flesh has to survive
there is no other way to conquer the pains
other than to wear them
numb the past by living in the present-
trying to find the presence of enlightenment
knowledge shows that it lies before the frame
but it keeps losing focus
because things havent changed
bounded ways
fueling roaring flame
flesh burns at the pyre
will death lead being to ascension up the spire?

mind wont stop acting so petty
let me live this life without getting sweaty
free from the worry
free from the stress
let me breathe success

this mindset is broken
smashed
acid washed
so i leave it hear to die
strength.
Nebek Wormer
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Nebek Wormer  Within, without
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