There are moments when it’s barely perceptible An incessant itchy scratch creasing the soul’s walls Culminating into sparkly luminescent smiles Dancing eerily on a day dreamer’s visage
Or a soft pain lodged deep into the abyss of the soul A laceration to the soul That throbs rhythmically almost in tandem To the heart’s diehard throb
When it’s too overwhelming a circumstance Them eyes become awash with emotion riddled tears Cascading in an unheralded kind of way Down the glorious hallways of faceless facades.
I do wonder what plagues my soul...that which my own mind cant seem to figure out...its so exasperating...meanwhile I'll just drench my pillow.