Nov 20, 2020
Title:Humanity
I've lost myself in my own book of hopes and dreams.
To walk a thin line of desire and disappointment.
Swimming in a vast ocean of depression and failure to omit truth to myself.
To burning with an energy of laughter and comical expression of one's own death riddles, thoughts, and tendencies.
I'm an internal chaos, coated by painfully numb flesh.
Logical mind painted in the thoughts of a painter, trying to cover the world in something more beautiful.
With a heart of porcelain damaged by the expression of love, and vessels of blackened tar and false hopes.
My eyes showing the truth of my mortalityI'm walking humanity.
In hope that reality, is just, clandestine.
QIV/IV,2020