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Aug 2016
My heart feels every thing all around me. All eyes that look straight down a pond me will tie a ribbin marking the way home.


All my nerves feel nothing less of the atmospheric pressure making all my deepest thoughts turn all the tricks into magic that would of saved me.


Laying stuck in a daze losing reality all on me.

People all around will change the rules of how thought will one day bring the brightness alive with breathes and emotions that turn the tables up side down.





My thoughts and me wake the sky cry with all my tears I could never cry.


Cause in reality all my eyes see is a manche in we are we run on gasoline.




I lay stuck in my head just thinking why the human society can be so malevolent and evil with not emotion.



Darkness will set as we all turn our anger .




For my mind I only can do is face all reality  walk the darkness feeling the cold rhythm of all the machines that run society.



My heart runs faster than my breath making every thing twist




I'm not a machine I can feel all pain all your pain I have a heart that can fill with sadness joy love hope light or dark I can escape the danger of your stupidity .



I have thoughts that will change society . I have a heart that will change all the rules  of what humanity will show.

I have emotions that can make the sky cry
I have emotions that can destroy the Beauty of a lier.


I feel all your pain misery teats I can feel the rhythmic beat of your soul knowing what has destroyed your hopes and dreams.



Imy not a machine I am flesh and blood with a sense of deeply caring and respect that can under stand things no one knows




My heart is hope and my mind is reality that will change society's miss leading.



I feel all your pain I can read your mind taking what destroyed you giving you my heart to run with open minds


Than we aren't machines but we are just thoughts that can set all of our dreams to become what we really need
Just my thoughts from suffering from bipolar I see the world directly from what it really is to me
Vladimir s Krebs
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Vladimir s Krebs  23/M/Bethel park Pennsylvania
(23/M/Bethel park Pennsylvania)   
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