Twisting Realities

When Twisting Reality, one must be prepared to spend time in quite a few frames of a jagged reality. I climb, once again, through this incision and into my degeneration. I’m on a never-ending quest, holding onto my own Reverberation…

~OVERLAPPING REALMS~WORLDS COLLIDE~

I jump from universe to universe, looking for a new place to hide…

Sometimes, I wanna make myself small, so I can just hide from it all. Just close the door and sit in a silence I’ve never felt before as I crawl around on the floor, looking for something I am pretty sure can’t be found…

In one world, I become numb from my own insanity…

You were shot from a gun and I was launched from a cannon…

You’re gonna ricochet and I’m still not sure where the fuck it is I’m landin~I’m still so high; I’m not even gonna lie…

I hope, wherever it is, there is a smooth escape. One that doesn’t require a super-hero, with a cape…

I wake up and it HURTS! My eyes see one world, but my mind is in another Universe! I feel like I’m going backwards, but only, in reverse…

I FEEL LIKE DESTROYING SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL!

My thoughts are maniacal and have landed me on a planet with no moons, a planet that can only be, Diabolical! Fuck You! I’m sick of you too…

Some days, I’m on auto-tune. My mind is like a million balloons!

It’s in this jagged reality, frames are protruding into the next as they remain a hold of the ones from the past, the last one causing a cynical like illusion, a non-paranoid delusion. One in which is large enough to climb through and as I do, she screams, “I want to follow you”!

I’m agitated! I’m aggravated! I’m one of the few that is honest about it, and for that, I’m hated!

There’s a fly in the ointment, in the vasoline! Fuck it! I’ma just throw this lit match where you’re standing~over there in that pool of gasoline!

I can’t stop chewing my teeth! So, I’m headed to the Flip-Side, the in-between, the underneath…

i don’t like this world! I wanna go to the one from the past!

HOW LONG DOES THIS SHIT LAST!?

Twisting Realities inside somewhere I don’t wanna be…

Stay up; Stay human too…

#builtnotbought #inthegrip #whiteknuckles

2 Comments

  1. Those lines!!

    Speak to me- and are sinuous!

    Poetic!

    The experience that you are speaking of.. is carefully crafted into words, that only can be understood if they too were there.

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