In my everlasting search for sanity I've begun recording thoughts in poetic website. I've included some of my business works below, see privided you can find the differences while having other compositions you read.
Watched the colored clouds preening
Intersection of the people pupils
Caresses the cornea to write visions
I long to be able to a trillion things
They're issue through our connected eye strings
My soul no longer tumbles
There's a focal indicate dance around
No longer the two are forced to tumble
I saw you which will day
The desolate find an ancient release
Reconciliation from the concept of the living
To have this cut short
Without feeling associated with pleasure, awaiting
A certainty that already is
Brought the recesses of mind
A the winter, dark warmth
God is make fish an idea
Comes mistake form, missing meaning
Euphoria of affection, drugs, sex, art
The oneness we all
Part even for for small
We are sacred, luminous beings
Caged and liberated in animal bodies
The ways of life was night
Any day in any way
A familiar touch
I thought let me down to stray
Cracked from the eggshell
Depression order of a standard clay
Melts away our meat-walls
Seeing mothers, at once
Madness
Conceiving so much
Constructing to make sure they little
Minute maps
That aren't tempted time
Never to be explored
Jump for your personal black pit
You'll never come to the same
Then behold the sunshine of her Name
Sheeted curls of warm, red stature
Passing using infinite spiral tube
Orgasms also death soothe the creature
The moment caught
We mingled that day, seeing
Great towers of all steel metal forcefully gestated
Lure onlookers abroad
Tall owed applying wanting of intensity
Masses peer in your visions of pixels
Varying degrees of ballistics envelope the rider
An inconvenient palate of physics
In considerably over the years, senses are becoming
Manifest embroideries
Birth through the splendor
Behold a venture of death
Imprints itself within the subconscious
Precursor to rippling flesh
A holy, assuring thought
I take elements off a boundless board
Images of color give out me
An explosive reward
Shall THIS I expose myself?
Let as they see my living innards
Sliced comprising toe to gullet
A horrifying, bloody engine
Supplements and traps within
Disgusting other with bluntness
Heart attaining, taking life fluid
A concentrated liver
Ridiculed for excessive energy
Dissipated unto others
Stomach desiring to digest
Send awareness to several other mind
Fluctuate fills to indulge
Seeds sown within an unsure breath
Keep the machine running
Scripted pain splashed on ground wood
Put typical mental meal plate
So many stuffing contents down
Indifferent, you should numbers and letters
I can't afford to ingest this factual dogma
My foster bile's forth, ingesting ways
And this is supposed to help me
Cleanse me of wrong doings
People will never know
Never the experience of others
Dramatic, random worlds
Born within, but pliable
Connection is fathomed
Portrayed as being a smile
Or a grimace
Pulled Settlement found to be
Neutral, swaying
Seconds spontaneously
Tossing dreams, actions
Every choice runs
Through specific location, time passions
Conjured deception
Shadows the dark
Conceived in hate
Mistaken customers power
Phantoms of energy
Caress the wounds of old
They expand to kill the mockingbird
Cut red wings to bloodied hate
See guitar strings ripped asunder
Drops of violence
Death very own numbers
Millions, billions
One to part the world
Far flung dreams are part of captured
Day to day, every second
Long to splash the pool
Is a ripple one consequence?
Faces, souls, actions, cast
Into an anecdotal pool of remembrance
Pain, death, delight, orgasm
Meld into every facet
Fear becomes forgotten
Toss aside casual greeting
Delve to a episode without footing
Your arm is longer then eyes can see
No slowing down to locate the skins sheeting
Puncture wounds, divided apart
Upsetting the gaze, no sparks to deem
We burn a light our own
The length the accompanying eyes can see
Let go
We that will fly
Don't die
In remorseful tears
Toss seek to and fro
Expending while expanding
Let go
Which is the greater tragedy?
To be born with gift and suffer
The consequences of madness
Or to live born gift less
Never to look for the madness
A feeling appeared
I ready it's there
Felt it, knew it
Circles of consciousness
Symmetric websites of gravity
Glimpses of hope
Cut rrnside your heart
Deeper than thought
Left alone to look for this place
Nothing here but empty disgrace
Cuts your current heart
Cuts up your heart
Cuts in the heart?
Moments of blood is the thing that he is fed
Moments of red 's what she'll dread
Lists of careers draw together
Plotted on empty boards
Pain innovates life
A sharp spike of emotion
Contrast for this light wings
The flesh will be enough what pleases
Leaves absent matter reeling
Spilled amongst the partitions
Life's one continual experience
States of an inebriation, clarity
Longed for down and dirty level which
Is already there
Cast as a spectrum's
To find god when music
The bass, angels
The highs, prayers
Lyrical prose
The divine saviors
End this method of a sudden
Or and then leave random events
Lost in time
Unnoticed, forgotten
The edition, negligible
One ant among billion
Of start god
Defiant among many
Curiosity is painful
Let go on your bar
Cold lies, sheathed in dogma
Greased the fear of disrespect
Struggled find grapple on
You'll slip to the south, down
Swallowed a curse I love
I want to be able to everything
These minute thoughts
Last lifetimes in doing my mind
More precious then diamonds
Lost the dusts of coal
These glimpses as to my form
Could open magnificent gods between us
This pain
Wanting to substantially more than live
Each second, each lifetime
Perfectly, Everyone loves a new story
Where past the villain lives
True justice
Of an approximate world
Direction, sustain: an illusion
Lives are but a number of movements
Unplanned for thoughts, feelings
Embrace the prehistoric call
Rejecting society
Previously designed coordinated tenures
That's just some of the things that randomly pop into all of our head everyday. When policy owners read them, often I am aware them wincing or desire extremely confused. Sometimes when I look into the eyes of a the illness person, I see the reflection of my own ring madness.
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