Second Wave

Quick fluctuations,

Indigo fills my eyes,

Colours fall, integrations,

It’s hit me and I,

See geometry in the sky,

Licks of rigid lines,

Dance on Dali landscapes, clocks melt in time,

To thoughts,

Connect the shapes with sounds,

Hit like a juggernaut,

Trees split and swallow the ground,

I’m rooted now.

It takes away,

The feelings of pain,

And shame, so not today,

I’m not to blame,

But was it okay? Was it okay?

I’ll search this way, to explain,

The same, question again,

And what do I gain?

What do I gain?

To clear my brain,

I’m unsure.

Unplugged, I can question,

Streams flow into unconscious waves for a second,

Wave, I’m floating again,

Now it’s pretend,

That I’m my friend,

Until the end,

And I can be saved,

(But not this way)

I’m sorry mother,

Paths cross, confuse directions with second thoughts,

I take another,

Criss cross and noughts

Loop in space, but not,

Before I surrender,

Oh how I feel,

How I feel.

It takes away,

The feelings of pain,

And shame so not today,

I’m not to blame,

But was it okay? Was it okay?

I’ll search this way, to explain,

The same, question again,

And what do I gain?

What do I gain?

To clear my brain,

I’m unsure,

I need more,

I need more,

I need.

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