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#encephalon
As I look up, sad, snap. nerves snap and neurons in my head, finally I am there I know what I want, nay, need. It is connection, to sink myself into the roots of the Earth and it's societies take steps, whole or half and just be be connected stay connected alas, distraction. always distractions. never can I stay. never do I have control. can I return? spiraling. thoughts evolve and yet decay all while I think, am I ruined? why do this to myself? connect. feel. enjoy. last. love. ignore all else deep, true connections they have it, they can do it why don't I have it it is too soon, time will pass I will get there once again I assure myself but when, when will it be real? I worry that it's over, I worry that I'm alone. how does it work, why can't I find it be connected stay connected connect notes up and down guide me through that gray matter that dark gray matter the Encephalon. it does not matter it will get better connect
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Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 1:06 AM UTC
Encephalon