It has been,
such a drastic act,
all for entertainment,
as I usually scream in an empty hall,
"ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?"
Madness is what has driven me,
into sanity's lap
only to realize,
The pain,
felt,
while the mind drowns,
in that which we choose,
such as her love,
or the taste of your
religion?
Warmth,
is felt,
as much as I can get,
from that cold
Heart
Never lets go,
It's really me holding on,
or is it really you?
I'm not sure anymore.
But I know it's us.
Ramble on you desperate fool!
Speak wisely,
only because the drink,
thickens so precisely,
Quicken
the rush
the blood sends its love,
From the heart,
Straight to the wound.
suffer just to feel,
goodness
your smile was my relief.
The loneliest view
it was for me
I feel so ,
alone,
Yet....
I wine complain,
Expect someone to understand,
my apple juice,
being the factor,
Imagine that above with parentheses
I can barely keep my head up.
Goodnight.
