#batmanstolemymotorcycle
The sun is but a light bulb,
The grass a carpet to feel.
Mother's embrace a hold,
Father's call is the bubble's steel.
I get no satisfaction from the dark flowchart you call home.
Reality has been deemed insufficient to my dreams and hopes.
You are nothing but papers to sign and times to arrive.
However in the flowing rivers of my mind I find the divine.
Nov 24, 2016
Nov 24, 2016 at 10:24 PM UTC