pieces of insanity dig at your soul

Pieces

Don’t you ever get weary of conjuring up chaos? of craving bits and pieces of Insanity? They have become as easy as the wishes that dwell in your thoughts.

it is the infallible thirst for peace that borrows a hole through your soul but life will happen regardless of what we choose;

No longer a stranger to failure for you have befriended the essence of cosmical madness

no longer threatened by the prophesies of imminent defeat.

The days of hiking down a steep hill, or swimming downstream, is expired

A little piece of you transforms into a gentle beast

a little piece of you floats with the wavy ocean that washes the faces of playing children.

Where did you go afterwards?

it takes a while to turn an orchid into marigold and a while longer to ignore the smell of your burning flesh.

And then the flames engulf your soothed skin and spits out a colour similar to lavender.

Like a thirst that could never be quenched latching onto spirit, so are you addicted to madness and the differences in between.

You are now a spool of blue poetic thread weaving itself around a brave zestful smile

You’d only just learnt that you are a soul that receives a body, and that forever and yesterday are one and the same.

Now that you have made peace with the turmoils brewing within you, what piece of you is willing to be shattered next?

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