Mentally awake; although, I grow deafened to the surrounding sound, climbing forever into the tomb that crudely calls by heightened tunes. My severed body is then annulled as I creep further inside my dome alone…
Regarding my ever dreaming mind and the way my imagination manifests itself. The world viewed through a creative mind. As the world continues to turn, unchanging and simple, the human mind changes constantly and is very complex.
I forget there is an outside sometimes,
journeying far inside my mind;
bizarre thoughts race from a subject that follows illusion
False, elaborate plots are examined;
dimensions have slung me deep beneath my conscious state,
I have gripped the wall to bare the unsteady heart rate caused by unlawful
Perplexed by shifting shapes,
I become delirious;
My time seizing to exist,
staring straight like the faceless mannequin-
I do not possess the ability to resist this restless mind.
although, I grow deafened to the surrounding sound,
climbing forever into the tomb that crudely calls by heightened tunes.
My severed body is then annulled as I creep further inside my dome alone;
The pictures seem to be my dreams,
I have lost all sense of reality.
Dense walls turn to vacant lots, but not alike normal wants
my crystal clear concepts create mysterious invocation within these empty
I peer at questions that had never been answered;
lose my fear as I ration it’s reason,
rhyming phrases with there based statement;
often, I contemplate my own amazement with mental allocations,
it leaves me dry and I cannot claim the time that is
left in the world when I was lost in mine.
I wonder which is the one that is real,
if it is mine than mentally I am fulfilled;
the world around me is consumed in riddles,
tales, sand script & unknowing people.
As I then awake,
I know that I will ponder;
how long will it be until my mind will