Clawing deep within that rabbit hole,
Accept you'll never be in control,
Glass eyes and porcelain smiles,
Inner peace is desolate for miles,
Rigid irritation, my tsunami of rage,
The polarised mind, trapped in a cage,
Hypnotised puppets hallucinating death,
A thousand eyes, your last psychotic breath,
Float to the bottom of upside-down seas,
Pass the jellybeans that jump like fleas,
Spinning faces with soulless eyes,
And constant fireballs in the skies,
Sorrow as deep as the mariana trench,
To hope you cannot help but blench,
Confused mercenaries tinkering with fate,
Those dancing demons that will never abate.
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Author:
A.L.H (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 12th, 2022 08:43
- Comment from author about the poem: Just me in all my weirdness :)
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments2
Wired is good! Great imagery!
Thankyou! 🙂 ❤️
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