Inside Job

Haunting thoughts

Lost in space.
No way to keep time.
My peace is being haunted by the
dark angels in my mind.
Feel the pressure on my spine.
Breaking flesh 'til there's nothing left
and every breath is ripping me from the inside.
I am aware just not scared because death does not exist.
Spirit knocking like a glow worm encased in a fist.
Through the destruction my soul peeks through.
Cosmic energy on different planes.
I Am Not Like You.

Reviews

[Confuser]

I loved this. I've only read/or even wrote a few and it's so interesting to read this from you. This is a great free flowing rap - I really like it!! Thank you. If you said you have 2/3 minutes to write about something I could because the pressure would let my thoughts flow, I think? This poetry is something new, but interesting. Write More!!!

[Love Nik]

Thanks so much. I really enjoyed yours as well. My thoughts are darker sometimes but I do write happy things. Lol

[Confuser]

Like dark too. Keep it up. Thanks.

[YKT]

Nice poem..... Keep it up

[Love Nik]

Thank you!!

[YKT]

Nice poem..... Keep it up