...Whispers
By SolApathy
The inertia of our wanderings often
leave us pondering
Mourning songs and walks by the setting sun-- long
Our desires and dreams all too often overshadowed
by our internal...Screams
My chaos, it dreams
Unbound by my nightmares
I fell deep
Unable to speak of the beauty I seek
I reek of imaginings-- my pores weep
Drifting beyond dimensions of chaos space
I race
My soul an open sore for you alone to explore
Delve deep into my insanity speak
Listen hard as chaos makes an impression
I smile as your mind seeks confession
Reasoning in the nonsense of these words
I whisper---It's nice to finally be...Heard
Mourning songs and walks by the setting sun-- long
Our desires and dreams all too often overshadowed
by our internal...Screams
My chaos, it dreams
Unbound by my nightmares
I fell deep
Unable to speak of the beauty I seek
I reek of imaginings-- my pores weep
Drifting beyond dimensions of chaos space
I race
My soul an open sore for you alone to explore
Delve deep into my insanity speak
Listen hard as chaos makes an impression
I smile as your mind seeks confession
Reasoning in the nonsense of these words
I whisper---It's nice to finally be...Heard
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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Thursday, March 29, 2018.
Filed under:
"Poetry"