![]() PresentlyA Poem by Indra's Child![]() Boredom is the worst thing ever...![]() Unstuck in the broken glass, I find myself upon the grass, Kneeling towards an empty room, Voices fill my head untouched. Blindly feeling hands through shards, Fragments of a past long passed... Bloody fingertips, enhanced vision, Tears the fabric from my mission... To find the truth, is nothing more, To ask for death when she's at your door.. The need outweighs the wanted sin, You must first fight the battle within. Changing chandelier like prisms, Clinging to this once locked prison, Light reflected in my eyes, A past neglected in despise, A future set in the over-things, Yet the illusion of freedom reigns, Presently... My head is cool. Presently, I play the fool. Presently, My mind is locked Presently, I wait to be Presently, A metal Martyr, One day, presently...
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StatsAuthor![]() Indra's ChildOakland, CAAboutI just want to wake up from the dream. "Hi. It's me. I know you're out there. I can feel you now. I imagine you can also feel me. You won't have to search for me anymore. I'm done running. Done hid.. more..Writing
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