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Platinum tusks of fur heaping in front of me Guide me down a path Which I conceal with maple leaves As I walk down the jarred path It leads to a bed of flowers Covered in a blanket of gold I am numb, drunk of greed and rage yet it alleviates my pain I take seat My senses tingle as the aromas linger The incessant perfume, ever so piercing Caressing my nostrils I regain consciousness however, memory crannies obstruct as these final words echo through my brain Mellow rustling was heard in the distance, I look around A wolf on the prowl met my eye as we converse Without talking For the gander we took at each other spoke many words. We remained in silence, but I understood I stood up and followed As if we were floating The elegance of each step taken was riveting Leaves dancing around me, performing their ballet Moving seamlessly along with the wind Of which I felt neither I followed it past the withered remnants of branches and trees Critters scatter amongst the landscape A truly idyllic experience As it stops at a lake - it is violet For a moment, the illusion of beauty got the better of me As I stand and gaze aimlessly in the distance I take notice around me Nothing I stare in the water The sky is dull, sepia tones Thunderstruck, darkness I awaken In front of me lies but a carcass and rotten flesh Amongst a bed of thorns I lost connection Revalualating... Booting... In the silence a noise approaches my ear I look around. Darkness Any scream for help is responded to with silence Rebooting... Bludgeoned puppets with broken smiles Guide me down a path, disintegrating, Once before, vivid colours dulled Once before, nature rose and defied The might of the earth, blooming in the sun It reeks of pollen, I sway The sense of disgust fills my nose As visions and visions filled my head A candle light My vision clouds Nothing
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Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 7:12 PM UTC
The Guide
Platinum tusks of fur heaping in front of me Guide me down a path Which I conceal with maple leaves As I walk down the jarred path It leads to a bed of flowers Covered in a blanket of gold I am numb, drunk of greed and rage yet it alleviates my pain I take seat My senses tingle as the aromas linger The incessant perfume, ever so piercing Caressing my nostrils I regain consciousness however, memory crannies obstruct as these final words echo through my brain Mellow rustling was heard in the distance, I look around A wolf on the prowl met my eye as we converse Without talking For the gander we took at each other spoke many words. We remained in silence, but I understood I stood up and followed As if we were floating The elegance of each step taken was riveting Leaves dancing around me, performing their ballet Moving seamlessly along with the wind Of which I felt neither I followed it past the withered remnants of branches and trees Critters scatter amongst the landscape A truly idyllic experience As it stops at a lake - it is violet For a moment, the illusion of beauty got the better of me As I stand and gaze aimlessly in the distance I take notice around me Nothing I stare in the water The sky is dull, sepia tones Thunderstruck, darkness I awaken In front of me lies but a carcass and rotten flesh Amongst a bed of thorns I lost connection Revalualating... Booting... In the silence a noise approaches my ear I look around. Darkness Any scream for help is responded to with silence Rebooting... Bludgeoned puppets with broken smiles Guide me down a path, disintegrating, Once before, vivid colours dulled Once before, nature rose and defied The might of the earth, blooming in the sun It reeks of pollen, I sway The sense of disgust fills my nose As visions and visions filled my head A candle light My vision clouds Nothing
At night a guide brings accompaniment for me to enjoy. If only I knew what that word means.
#sleep#awakening#loneliness#dread
Niitiuu
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Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 7:12 PM UTC
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