I remember the beauty
Longer than it exists
My time stretching around
A love that's low
Magnifying it's glow
Biased thoughts
Incubating, until they rot
A loop of hellfire
Drawing from my life force
Forged through my nerves
I am born with a desire
To chase, beyond this fire
I see things no one can
Perhaps, no one should.
-Al
- Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 26th, 2024 04:20
- Comment from author about the poem: On delusion.
- Category: Reflection
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