And Then
Light
As
insanity screams its callous call
To wreck
each day as it begins to fall
Tenuous
holds are the pathways to addiction’s open arms
The
hatred for sympathy, for empathy, is in reality a mirror
Constant
shortfalls to reach the attainable
So
frustrations are mocking metaphysical slaps
Yet known
is the cure, for it’s the resolution of fear
Saint
Georgina, my Princess, the manifestation is pure
So I
delight in this while the pain of fear wracks me
Before me
the chasm that my mind put there
It exists
but also doesn’t, my heroine demands my bravery
Our
common hate, my mind brake
I have to
step into the chasm with uncertainty
That’s my
declaration of love for her and my sanity
Then my
mind brake WON”T exist
And Saint
Georgina becomes my eternal beloved, I’m kissed
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