Random Ramblings 3
A chaotic play with words
After all this time, I have succumbed to the depths of such manic worlds. For I wander around a limitless void of continuous terms that are meaningless, because they are nothing but shadows that influence our lives. Shadows that pursue our movements.
We drag our feet in quicksand and sweets -- we fatten our bodies whilst we sink in glooms -- despair awaiting our fallen bodies. We malfunction when our leaders tire. No words to grasp on to such aspirations, leading us to decapitations and thoughtless thoughts that clench discrimination.
We climb rocks that form socks that hold feet that stink horribly, we have no opportunities to form societies that can simply just say… no. We linger as drones waiting for our next commandments. We drive like sheep -- we are rocked to sleep. Our senses owned by wicked shepherds guiding us to our beds.
We will wake but never awaken.
