Brain scatter 9/20/09

  • I want to sail the curves of her ocean, and dive into the depth of her heart, I want to capture every

    moment prolong but the fragrance of this flower is temporary.

    Free me from this belligerent evil.

    Ghosts escape my throat striking fear to your soul.

    Do you seek my demise, for at times it is you I despise.

    Don't cry butterfly, preying on my weakness you smell regret in my sighs,

    You defuse the anger in my bloodshot eyes

    So I fall for the bait, I drop the weight of bewildering hate

    and there,

    you escape the terror which was to be your fate

    Oh this beautiful butterfly,

    As my eyes are fixed on her as she floats to the sky

    her array of colors have my eyes hypnotized

    I want to sail the curves of her ocean, and dive into the depth of her heart, I want to capture every

    moment prolong but her sweetness is poison

    slithering her venom into my veins and my mind bemuse

    rescue me

    I am her puppet

    she pulls my strings to entertain her depression

    she reads me like a book as I flip through page after page without escape

    my sanity is now a mere internal debate

     

    By JAMES TAKYI