#poem's

[delilamusings]

I lost my touch,

I stand behind glass door

Looking as the world rushes past.

I make leaps,

Only to remember

How it hurts falling down.

Down into the abyss;

A bottomless pit.

Would I piece myself back together?

Or would I be too scattered,

Too shattered ?

Would the fates be in my favor,

Salvaging my lost soul,

Guiding it to you;

Brown eyed boy.

Would you be the shining light

To the one lost in the dark.

Break open the glass door;

Taking me along for the ride,

Tell me Would help me find my ground again ?

Should I fall and bet on my fate.

Leaps, I say;

Mercy pleads my heart

Up to the skies above.

LILA.G

[theprettybluedreams]

Maybe it all just happened in my head

[alloaro]

Media man, when was the last time you were human

Media man, hide behind the mask you made

Media man, your metal skin creaks and shakes

Media man, your emotions are fake, programmed in and glitched

Media man, never show your real face

Media man media man media man, you can never be human again

But then again, you dont want to be anymore you

Media man media man media man, a machine that thinks it lives

Media man, it thinks

[psycotictelekenetic]

Closed

Open

My eyes stay open

The clock strikes three and the sun seems to be broken

Night terrors roam the Halls of the mind

I am the last one awake, it's dark I am blind

All around me there seems to be void

Despite all this nothing I am overjoyed

I am awake so the terrors stay gone

But my eyes grow heavy and something is wrong

The items of terror in my brain come into sight

The last one awake has succumb to the night

[psycotictelekenetic]

Lines of code

0's and 1's floating though a sea of information, a sea of love letters, infinate joy and hate that seems to stretch to the ends of time.

Ever evolving ellipses, construct spaces where friendships are formed and new adventures begin.

Lines of code ruling the world, guiding it into new horizons never before thought possible.

[psycotictelekenetic]

A heart still beats, though broken

PT

[psycotictelekenetic]

To go mad with love is simply to love

PT