

Perfect MemoryI'm afraid it wouldn't live up To the way in which I've remembered it But I'm even more afraid That the way I remember it Wouldn't live up to the experiencePerfect Memory
So I'd seize the opportunity If it were possible to be there again To really be there again The memory is a crescendo The Memory
The delicious ecstasy As I ascended from all desire I knew it would not last But that took nothing away From it's beauty
Ascended from desire Clarity of purpose Total ecstasy As my soul was lit on fire And my thoughts swarmed &nb


Never AgainI scream for the drug There is no music The silence overpowers me Like an overused cliche The monotony is too loud The numbness too much My pleasure too fleeting And life is too short And life is too long The laws restrict me From being myself Myself restricts me From obeying the laws My eyesight fades As I see more and more The contrast changes And remains the same There is not enough And then there's too much Despite the infinity Never again Will there be Someone like you Or someone like meNever Again
| I'm generally a calm person, but also very sensitive and vulnerable. I seek to challenge myself, and strive to challenge and question others without appearing disrespectful (this can be pretty difficult sometimes). For me, the line between artistic writing and non-fiction writing is very blurry. |
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