Even at long distance I could sense your core it's Much more Ogranized collected, and contrived
Can't pin point the shift Or where it hit **** were you right Was it me? Who pushed you past Your limits Though what I meant Was sig nif I cant ly different From what my body really did
AHHH Screams within The vllian still ******* existed concealed
Under the stain Where silk Skin lives Thought a sloppy stain Still hid Even When my head went rampant And my nuerons got wet Your diagnosis "LOST CAUSE"
Then came silence..
Started off as a part 3 from a sense-sensical poem about one topic but it just ran all about the page and became it's own manic monster. So I'm hoping later in life this poem will get deciphered but for now I'm chalking it up to subconscious. I'm definitely going to regret hitting publish on this one.