Prismatical

by: Ronovan the Lost Mind

These limbs I hate

Give me a saw

But how would I do it

Without them at all

 

So they ache

My fingers pain

I keep writing these words

Driving me slowly insane

 

I have happiness

But why do I fight

I hang onto the madness

With all of my might

 

Is it that the pain

Is something that is always mine

Is it that it will never leave

Is it because I’ll never be fine

 

Spin around twice

Capture the light in a bottle of green

Shake it up

It looks quite obscene

 

Yeah that just came to me

In the middle of this thought

Now you see what I deal with

It’s something I’ve always fought

 

Bring on the words

And throw out the time

Days mean nothing

When you have no kept mind

 

You probably been thinking

This boy is crazy crazy

But to know the whole truth

My brains just dazy hazy

 

The luminary softness glow

Cascades across her ebon locks

Enticing my thoughts to danger

Worth death of all for one kiss

 

I went off in another direction

My mind is distracted by a world aflamed

What does it all mean

I’m learning not to ever feel ashamed

 

Let your thoughts flow

Just get it out of your system

Cause if you hold it in

You’ll be fractured psyched like a prism

 

 

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