Open Poetry #27 |
Perception |
JaiOfHeaven Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 207California, Usa |
My mind is lazy and hazy as I release the familiar form of my expression. I pass through darkness and catastorphic voids that strip me of the feelings worth feeling till I'm dry. All I hold is this heavy lead that my heart pumps in pain while there is no escape from myself. No tranquility. Joy the only escape, though still an emotion this body slaves. The joy I found was a mist that confused me and dissapeared. What the hell was the point? To leave me so unsatisfied and hungry? To make me want to die to the fact that I live, but death evade me as I seek the opposite? Joy.. Sadness.. Happiness.. Pain.. A twisted charge of emotion energies tell my mind to make my heart feel and my heart feel what my mind conceives. Tell it it's dying without joy and happiness, yet it stays infatuated with these sad pains. Even though I can look and see... see that I Live.. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
makes me wonder what the hell the point is too...good write |
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JaiOfHeaven Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 207California, Usa |
Thanks shadow...Points seem to evade me...especially when it comes to relationships for me. |
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QjQ Member Elite
since 2003-04-18
Posts 3756U.S.A. |
good read,,,, A voice of honesty |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
Relationships.. Mine simply end. But somewhere in the back of my head I remember. Great write. |
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