The Art of Subconscious IllusionsA Poem by Eyudothis is me and what i can do in the dream realm, please read, you'll be surprised.....
I‘m in your head as you lay in bed But you don’t know I’m there Then when you sleep without a peep I show up with my mind to share I smell your fear and then appear But will I make it go way? I’m in your dreams and nightmare schemes Which side am I on would you say? Yes hello there I can see you Don’t tell me your thoughts There’s no need too I can protect you from those things The creatures there and the sirens that sing Your nightmares just look at me And say “ we better watch it, he may be real you see” Then your dreams may seem so pleasant But I drop in with a little present That field of flowers seems ungray Don’t worry, I’ll help the sunshine stay Though as much as you want me I’m not really there Only a figment of your imagination Doesn’t seem so fair? I come and go through your open mind Just wait for me, its hard not to see I’m noticed quick Your minds first quick I’ll sit there in my meditation As you think it’s because of your medication But no it’s me in my metal strength Just try and make me go away Though I may look asleep Actually my thoughts still seep It’s all to fool any who watch I’m awake and deep in thought I love it when I’m in invasion Leaving only mental abrasions You know I’m there by shadowed eyes Chills run in cold sweat as you try to hide They seem like just illusions In your best and only conclusion Sorry for the blatant intrusion It’s really all for my own amusion So go to sleep and dream away I’ll be there soon to come and play No matter if its night or day I see your dreams and cannot stray In the path of destruction I’m the thing to be an obstruction Though I may not really be there You feel and know my stare I am that shadow in the night Or the pilot to that flight I’m the animal you see hiding Your next move is what you should be deciding Though I do not plan to harm It doesn’t mean I’m not able to The thing to save you would be your alarm The marks and scars will be freshly new Leave me be and I wont try Anything too horribly shy I would love you to invite me in Don’t worry honey, it’s not a sin I would love to come with you Just have fun, just us two So many things I could create Something more towards a happy fate Paint a picture in your head Either happiness or sinking dread I can make anything appear But no matter what the illusions sincere It’s called an art because it really is With so many pieces to perfect Too much to learn and control All complicated special effects Something I learned how to do My brush is my mind and canvas is you Mysterium, delirium, or any type of chi No one hears you cry, or hears any plea I’ll just stick around, able to be found Come and talk if you may So in pleasant dreams and nightmare schemes I’m not picky today You want to see? Then follow me Return again I may…..
The Art of Subconscious Illusions © 2008 EyudoReviews
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3 Reviews Added on July 27, 2008 Last Updated on July 27, 2008 AuthorEyudoPainesville, the city of pain....., OHAboutBUY MY WRITING!!! CLICK HERE! well, all yu humans can call me Eyudo (Eye-Yoo-Dough), since not many knows or calls me by my real name, i have to stay mysterious when i can :) infested more..Writing
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