confusion compounds my sentiments. the zenith of my day rises to its close at 3am.
within me my internal maelstrom rages. malevolence mixed with innocence.
thoughts rattle my mind like an angry child shaking a bird cage. i can flutter inside the golden bars that confine me, but i cannot escape.
forever trapped.
forever hunted.
the prisoner of thoughts.
the same thoughts that empower me develop into monsters within my mind.
the thoughts i create break out of my laboratory, mix with the air and take on their own consciousness.
possessed with a fervent and destructive desire far beyond the power of their creator.
brief moments of internal nirvana, my ideas lay before me in perfect clarity. intelligence, passion and love melded into a thought so powerful it no longer needs me, the shell that enabled its inception.
leaving this world with a supernova's light i see only it's afterburn. the orginal is burnt from my mind by the nuclear brightness it leaves behind.
it fades like candy floss melting on a wet tongue.
after the thought, a sense of loss.
like seeing truth. only to later be told it wass just another lie.
