I’m
caught in the middle, it’s the beginning of the end, yes time
is irrelevant I just watch it transcend.
The
mind plays tricks on reclusive behavior, letting lunacy propel
and emerges as your savior.
Every
sound is amplified, every thought misidentified. Neurosis is a
dish best served cold, a tumultuous odyssey, exclusively told.
Vision
it as an epos for the Mephistopheles kind, your life a
fragmented psychosis, undetermined and undermined.
Scorned
and defeated nothing left to defend, negating memories on which
you depend. Voices carry through steadfast walls, stygian
reflections dispersing down hallowed halls.
So
this is it separating body from soul, defected and scarred
omitting the whole.
©
1/7/13
Joe
Reyes