Monday, August 22, 2011

How Do I Feel?


Don't Really Know At The Moment..Not Sure If I'm Disappointed Or Sad..Or Maybe I'm Just Tired..Sleep Deprivation Has A Way Of Shaping Or Misshaping Things In Your Environment..What Was Once A Sound Wall Is Only A Mere Reflection Of It's Former Self..It's Been Hollowed Out By Some Unseen Force..Maybe That's What's Happened 2 Me THis Evening? Have I Been Stripped Of My Happy..Burned For My Smile..I've Been Here Before..It's An All 2 Familiar Feeling..Haven't Felt It In A While..If I Was A Gambling Man..Id Say Anything Is Possible In A Moment Like This..Who KNows..Who Knows..I Think I'm Going To Let The Keys Rest For A While..For They Know Not What They Type They Are Merely A Tool That I Am Manipulating To Speak 2 You..Smashing Each Key Down Without Any Remorse What So Ever..Painful As It May Be They Take It Repeatedly..I Can Almost Hear Them Screaming..Why Are You Doing This To Me..I Have No Answer For Them..Actually I'm Just Becoming Aware Of It As I Type..I Wonder What Other Secrets The Night Has Yet Told Me..You Know I Believe If I Sit Still Enuff An Quit Typing I Will Be Told Something..But Maybe I'm Not Supposed 2 Know..Maybe These Walls In My Room Want Me 2 Know..All These Eyes In My Posters Knew Long Before I Even Had A Clue..An They Just Sit An Stare..Not Blinking Once..Not Even The Slightest Gaze Away From Me..Eyes Permanently Fixed On My Position...I'm Being Watched..I'm Being Watched By Every Picture/Object In This Room..This Whole HOuse Is Watching Me..Every Eye In The House Is Watching..But yet I Hear No Mouth..Just Feel The Cold Stares Of Inanimate Entities Savoring Me..Longing For Me..Taking Me In..Draining Me..Waiting For Me..But What Are They Waiting For..What Could These Things..This House Want From Me? Now If I Talk Then One Would Say He's Losing It..But I'm Not Insane..I'm Totally Lucid..Pictures Are Vivid..Paint So Clear I Can See For Days..The Maroon Is Pulsing..The Grays The Greens The Hues Are Moving..So Fluid It's Almost 2 Beautiful To Watch..But THe Colors Are Merely A Distraction For The Eyes..People Ask Me What I'm Thinking All The Time..Well..There IYou Have It..These Are Just My Thoughts