Every sunset is one that bleeds within
my perception, I don't no why its
just like seeing my syllables dissipate
into a hue of clarity. I'm a pill away from
ending it, to find its different in my mind.
My collected conciseness that rises luminous,
but then dissolving as its brightness
falls into a void of white stones descending
into the nothingness inside of me.
I'm close to something beyond my perception.
I'm not linguistically challenged,
but I'm one pill away from ending
it. I've collected my memories upon
this discoloured white, and its just
a button from fading to nullity.
May 19, 2017
May 19, 2017 at 7:37 AM UTC
Every sunset is one that bleeds within
my perception, I don't no why its
just like seeing my syllables dissipate
into a hue of clarity. I'm a pill away from
ending it, to find its different in my mind.
My collected conciseness that rises luminous,
but then dissolving as its brightness
falls into a void of white stones descending
into the nothingness inside of me.
I'm close to something beyond my perception.
I'm not linguistically challenged,
but I'm one pill away from ending
it. I've collected my memories upon
this discoloured white, and its just
a button from fading to nullity.
