(A Walking Suicide.)
______________
Why The Labels
we hide behind to
give meaning to
The Fables of Our
Lives? (often
resembling Walking
Suicides.)
Or The Quotations
of Dead Geniuses,
who were made
Ignorant by their
own inability to Live
Beyond the Prisons
of their Tortured
Minds? ( which
others consider
Intellectual Paradise.)
Why this Lie
of Self to Mask the
Truth of Hell we
Burn in Daily because
The Silence of God
Drives Men Crazy?
Wandering Blind
in search of A Light
Everyone Talks About
but few (if any) have
Experienced lately...
Why..
indeed..
am I..
Indeed...
(A Walking Suicide?)
XIII.
(it's not what you
think...I assure you...
he says...just listen..
I implore you...
listen to the dead..
hear the words flee
my head, and sing
to life old memories
art could never reflect...
never..not like this.)
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