Critical Analysis #2 |
Untitled... Parasite |
Kaos Member
since 2001-08-02
Posts 317between space and time |
I'm trapped, in a sea of weightless rubbage in a place where all reality ceases to exist Gravity fades as your limbs go numb. Colors bleed and swirl together in a whirlpool of greens and reds and blues and as they swirl faster, just black Repulsive black, surrounds me filling my lungs and invading my mind but i reject it, it's angry Enraged at my nerver to exspell it, forced from it's host vile parasite Finally free, blackness fading slowly downed and awaken to a world that's dead within itself " How can i feel if i can't breathe...?" |
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merlynh Member
since 1999-09-26
Posts 411deer park, wa |
This is quite good. I like the idea you expressed being trapped in a sea of weightless rubbage (Though I didn’t find rubbage in my dictionary only rubbish) where all reality ceases to exist. Awakened to a world of dead within itself only confirms an enlightening condition of being and soul searching. |
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Kaos Member
since 2001-08-02
Posts 317between space and time |
tahnk you... i'll have to change that to rubbish... i must've missed that one LoL "I don't know who or where i am |
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