Dreams going by unacknowledged, squirming out of their small holes to enlighten the dreamer like an internal television, swimming w/ memories of the days and changes of seasonal rapidity.
Hide in the ocean of these multicoloured gems and sweep today under the rug-silent void of partly mutual feelings.
Lift a shout from a whisper (the origion of a thought)and laugh a hybrid of harmonic inductions into a calm and friendly man w/ unwelcome companions, seeing him reminds me of a time in my life when I was master of convincing myself I liked it all but secretly did'nt-thus tearing me apart in the process.
No sypathy for dreams that enlighten and enrich because I cherish morbid thoughts as a fire ritual-burning again and again for sovereignty.
Hide in the ocean of these multicoloured gems and sweep today under the rug-silent void of partly mutual feelings.
Lift a shout from a whisper (the origion of a thought)and laugh a hybrid of harmonic inductions into a calm and friendly man w/ unwelcome companions, seeing him reminds me of a time in my life when I was master of convincing myself I liked it all but secretly did'nt-thus tearing me apart in the process.
No sypathy for dreams that enlighten and enrich because I cherish morbid thoughts as a fire ritual-burning again and again for sovereignty.
