Florescent Liquids

Florescent liquids circling in the darkest of rooms

Revolving around the circus of my mind

Waving and diving through the flower

That glows and eats me and lets me eat it

And feeds upon it's willingness to wither and revive and refresh and let me cry and want more and more till there is no more yet I still crave for more and it leaves me soar 'ohhh, the flower gives no more!

 

What allured me to dip into this chaotic enigma of craziness and glory

Flowery ceilings and unseen blurry

 

This whole place is dish of wanton

A stage a cage a room of random

 

Why, o why I cry I wonder

Some days I try some days I ponder

Upon the places I've been through then

Did  I see me or me and them?

 

It makes a difference oh yes it's true

'Tis me who inside it been not you.

Ti's me who tasted the coldest of flavour

I craved for more and ay…  had fever.

 

 

Reviews

[Reika]

Reading this is very fun. I like it. It is wonderfully written and I love the way it flows. It really hooks me in and keeps me interested until the very end. It gives me a feeling of almost being satisfied, but still wanting more. A kind of humble insanity, if there is such a thing. =)

[darkgurl]

This is an wonderful write, I can also sense the feeling in it, Well written.