looking out for danger
looking out for fire
despite all my deep emotions
i still find no desires
hiding out in pillows
hiding out in space
because of my dark mental state
im not allowed a place
crying out for rescue
crying out for love
even if i give my life
i still cant give enough
wallowing in sadness
wallowing in grief
i owe this world a mighty debt
ill never find relief
remembering the torture
remembering the pain
no matter how hard i may try
i cannot wipe my brain
drowning in the music
drowning in the swells
the soundtracks of distressing things
sync with my hearts lone bell
waking up at morning
waking in the dark
the blackness on my face is from his deep inky heart
my arms and legs are static
my arms and legs are gone
the terrors felt inside my brain
i relish, pain is fun
what is wrong with madness
what is wrong with me
if you cannot find your way home
moon logic sets you free
oh my yes, very well done…pain can be mitigated through poetry. and yes, the idea of LUNA cy….
thanks. its been awhile, glad i still have a knack.