Stare at a television for too long,
and you're sure to find it becomes a difficult task...
training your eyes to adjust to reality.
This crisp world morphs into a mirage,
seen through the revolver of a machine gun
infinitely strobing between what is and should.
Like a child trying to blink back tears that seem more like a tsunami.
The **** finally cracks.
Reminiscent of those summer days spent at the pool,
staring at the world through a rippling glass wall.
I've always been interested in new perspectives.
Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 1:13 PM UTC
Stare at a television for too long,
and you're sure to find it becomes a difficult task...
training your eyes to adjust to reality.
This crisp world morphs into a mirage,
seen through the revolver of a machine gun
infinitely strobing between what is and should.
Like a child trying to blink back tears that seem more like a tsunami.
The **** finally cracks.
Reminiscent of those summer days spent at the pool,
staring at the world through a rippling glass wall.
I've always been interested in new perspectives.
