Slipping...Slipping...

Poorly-postured antagonistic persistence.

I've grown to love to loathe my own existence.

Prostituting vague pieces of multiple personalities.

All get a sample of my ever-decaying realities.

Schisms aging on in my heads prism prison system.

Vastly complex simplicities, I can never seem to miss them.

Scholeosisticly contorted thoughts, cripple brain's spine.

Though forever trapped in translation's box, I ever lose my mind.

Reviews

[TheLostMind]

This is amazing. I loved the wordplay here. Especially these lines -
"Scholeosisticly contorted thoughts, cripple brain's spine.
Though forever trapped in translation's box, I ever lose my mind.". Fantastic job.

PS : I loved the title as well :)

[KallGraham]

thank you for the review.

[KallGraham]

very much