12 6 16A Poem by Polysterenethoughts that are better off out than in
the soup my mother brought me is about to come back up
why because I fucked up. showed her again I was a mess again and I had my twisted all bunched up actually strewn out. or thrown out all the emotions that I once felt they camp out in the back ground waiting for my mind to pull the trigger and them to Holla back now. the demons are real. they really exist. I have seen them conquered in their manifestations. and dark realms I'm telling you this so you can be aware of the tree people lurking in the night and know to turn away. ignore don't even acknowledge It's pain or fright that it may cause the minute you pause and have that recollection that temporary possession that leaves your manifesting on the things that aren't here in this moment they are all from the past. in order to move on from this pain don't let it last. no pun intended. not meaning to me funny but this is bigger than little and it's a scary sight as so. the evil that lurks round here is terrifying and must go. face it head on with a sword a friend or spiritual path just find the one that works for you and make it last. © 2016 PolystereneAuthor's Note
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