Being swallowed by this
downward
current
of
broken dreams
and
broken hopes
and
broken smiles
and
crushed
spirits.
down to
a
dark
vacuum
of dank tears
and
a deafening solitude
a screaming anonymity
with
every
non-existent
Reality
And
there's
no light
at the end of the tunnel
only
the dank darkness
that leads to
the world of
Hopes and Dreams and Smiles
that
no one
knows of
except me.
march 30, 2005
Rav De Castro
expressions
17:24
::SOLILOQUY::
these are
my thOught bubbles.
you can read them;
listen tO my ranting.
Or not.
i do not need yOur senses.
my wOrds find sanctuary in my writing,
as i find sanctuary in my wOven wOrds.
this is me sOlilOquizing,
thrOwing wOrds intO ObliviOn.
intO yOur ObliviOn.
welcOme tO mine.
-the cunninglinguist
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