Open Poetry #44 |
Call of the wild mind |
serquelia Junior Member
since 2009-05-27
Posts 12Pennsylvania |
Beasts,creatures of every kind, that will not haunt thy mind. Having no way except them having not their time. Growling through each ear, dont have fear they are not what they seem. It's just an error that is not there. Are hopefully just spare thoughts that could be fixed and not the call of the wild, as if a child that is so wildly behaved sometimes what they may be like. Not related to creatures that I'am talking about, that cannot be found like kids. Though some are well behaved, beasts of what they may seem like. Trying to put up a fight with each one in thy head. When being confused, this is hard to do but what I really choose if only I could abuse them like they me or anybody, but since not living theres no other decision to get on with this mission. Seeing things as they are and not going far, these evil things are floating hidden in the mind like ghosts that are plotting and are disguised of which ther isnt no way to grab them. Trying to talk what I really feel but those feelings are not there. With these morbid beasts trying to find out what who or they are is impossible. All along I find out they are not them it's me, but how there could just be one magic thing to fix it all right now. Maybe a pill will chase them away, so as to stray from the brain. I'am not after all in greed of trying to make up or hold myself in a grudge of thinking faulty ways of just some of the very few reasons that are not true. They may be easier to put down on paper, to say that I will get over them. Not quite so easy to say in person, not having belief maybe thats what its about. Greed,grudge or even fault inside my mind however unkind. |
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