Being open so that
I may live where love is potent
Wherever I’ve ended up
I stumbled across remembering
Who I was, downing another potion
I don’t know, sometimes the reasons Why Im alive, churns my stomach
I want to die as much a I want to live
The atmosphere also explores my mind
Withdrawals, rushing towards destruction so that we may create
Upon bones of dream
The flesh is touching
Years of the mystic speech stored Inside and once I got control of my life
Out pours artistry of a violent mentality
Who chose peace over mortality
Tired of pain, but the other side
Is fondling me
Poetry and visual by Macximu$ of soul-controllers.com
Loved the line – I want to die as much I want to live.
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