Even at
long distance
I could sense
your core
it's Much more
Ogranized
collected,
and contrived
Can't pin point the shift
Or where it hit
**** were you right
Was it me?
Who pushed you past
Your limits
Though what I meant
Was sig nif I cant ly
different
From what my
body really did
AHHH
Screams within
The vllian still
******* existed
concealed
Under the stain
Where silk
Skin
lives
Thought a sloppy stain
Still hid
Even
When
my head went rampant
And my nuerons got wet
Your diagnosis
"LOST CAUSE"
Then came silence..
Started off as a part 3 from a sense-sensical poem about one topic but it just ran all about the page and became it's own manic monster. So I'm hoping later in life this poem will get deciphered but for now I'm chalking it up to subconscious. I'm definitely going to regret hitting publish on this one.