My spirits...
dont rise today..
dont fly up,above and over me
don't make me lose my mind..
the little wanderings in my heart...hush and sleep
Cos..
awakening is catastrophic
it makes me lose myself...to the devastating senses
which prevail after the conscience dies
I give in to my madness for life..this thing that ticks inside me day and night
and I regret it..when the madness dies
So my dear spirits...be calm and gentle
make me sedate and wise..
worldy and let me me rise
So,for me to rise..my spirits
you will have to die!

2 comments:
Neven knew you were into poetry...Nice.Great start. Keep them coming!
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