Nonsense Time

hard to cope with the world being me

feelings screaming all over me

sound of the music just not enough

I feel the melody in my veins

the verse in my beautiful wonderland

they don't belong there

I just look at there

the constant antipathy

disgust covers all over me

that energy

I taste it and it becomes a nightmare to me

not only sensitive but a crystalic

evangelic I am

there is no way for me to take it all back

the fog has covered inside me

I can't un-live now

I don't want to look around when I'm afraid

and I'm afraid

I'm afraid to feel that wasted potential

the un-utilized time

what do I say when you look at me

different windows and different universes we belong

I've never been where you are

the pleasure

never meant to be from the congestion

can I let one of you borrow my feelings for a day

curious to see how you'll do with that intensity

the way you glare and do that smile

and what you do

just unrecognizable to me

I don't know you

I never did

for my youth

you're just a resemblance

resembling the waste

waste of all eternity

do you hear your feelings in my voice

I'm an empath

I feel it when you blow that loud horn

it echoes inside me

for a century

the impact even greater

shadowing my field of liberty

I've never been one of you

I inscribed this one truth at least a thousand times

At least a nine hundred thousand more to write

listening to my own voice as I write this

it's modified

and yet contains my own feelings

do you feel

or

do you hear

hello stranger

I think we've never met before

it's a feeling rather unfamiliar

Crystallize

That's what I said

This time it feel like digestion to try to get it all out

Do you see me?

Where am I?

Do you follow me?

Since when?

When did you stop asking why?

Why do I constantly get the feeling of an experienced future?

What if this has already happened?

All said and done.

Nothing to rhyme and place as the one.

Maybe he's already gone

Somewhere near a darkness

similar to mine

Waiting for me

Maybe he left before I got there

And maybe it was always too late

maybe he like me

felt this much before he realized his dream to end

maybe he disappeared

between that chords he knew I loved

once I loved him.

and once he loved me.

but it was all in the future

an unlived dream

made up of the most sensical thing n o n s e n s e

Maybe random was the answer they've been supposedly looking for

a centuries-lost answer

My Emerald Crow

I already wrote you

and you all read the story of Diane

it was tragic

but you loved losing yourself in her pain

you loved losing herself in the loss of her own

you imagined you could be a

part of my infamous C H A I N

Now while you think that this is saying nonsense

Some part of you knows

All of it happened

And I have met my one true love

My dedication.

Life-lost.

I made it Life-Happened.

It was beautiful

And I already found the answer

that there was no future

only now

and now did not mean the think you imagined

it was something none of us owned

but we loved it anyway

in the end

that's what we do

with our beautisome prejudice

we love

we love the thing we see

only the thing we perceive and free

I feel the insanity inside me

I let it go free

the darkness flows in my veins

and I let it be.

this is not a chaotic dimension of my existence

and I'm not choking

the intensity carries me oceans-long

it has never left me before

a permanent mate it was

Will someone remember your name?

Is it better to thornify Mr. Poe?

or should we Rose before You?

Become ashes

Certainly what I'm gonna do

Have you ever seen a more disorganized thought

Look inside you

Fuck the out-siders

they will never leave you

and they are there to stay where they are

in the end it's all written

dusted and once and for all done

aletheia well done

listening to all these stories

knowing my duty to inscribe them

is that all there is to be

my mind is spinning around

around the darkest questions ever asked

What is Light?

What is inside?

Is there a way to stop?

My fingers

They tell me one thing

To scribe.

I have a sole purpose

Understand

Time.