| [falsely accused] Reality falls apart. Disorienting� the mind�s confused. Lost in swirling twirling thoughts. Lost in an ambivalent muse. Where is this place? So cold so different, unfamiliar, and wrong. I await the day that I unravel� the time is now, the wait is long. Disconnected� I am of another place, of another dimension. Pink daisies stare so cold� accusing, reprimanding, they build the tension. Red eyes watch from within the dark. Illusive, ambiguous, they wait to pounce. But my mind is void and nothing they say can harm. I invite the blackness in� now I am marked. Pink daisies dance around me. They stare with cold red eyes. Burning, they point the finger� at me! But I see though them. And I see lies. --Emerald Eyes 06.04.01. |