Inopia et Jejunitas

just a poem I wrote

I can't beat the beating rhythm of my madness
it swells beneath the finest threads of my skull
forever molding into something more
something I can never mourn
Amist all the painted glory
Below the water falls
A vast awareness hatches
and breaths life as it dies in vain
unable to maintain
a form most accepted
never meant to leave it's nest
forever lost to all who will never see it
ashamed