Saturday 7 February 2015

Twisted.

Like looking for corners in a circle
Like wandering about a labyrinth blindfolded
Like being consumed by a white whirlpool
Like the last breath before that free fall
Like being roped by massive tangles of void
A giant wheel that won't take you down
That unagreeing gravity that won't let your feet move
Like the senseless wash of colours
And a cacophony of people unknown
That, that numbed the chords before you spoke
Like a demented world
In a place between dusk and twilight
A deranged mind in a twisted reality
And a heart that knows only,
To love.