Prickling souls

  Prickling Souls

I wish not to be come
Something else
Other than myself
Sans purpose
Or worse

Like a drug addict
Failing to find a blue vein
Amongst the blackened valley
Of veins .

Like a swimmer
Drowning in the air
When they are up above
The water most fear.

Like a dancer
Who cannot hear
Music anymore
Failing to hit a single beat

Like a virginal bride
On heart wrenching
Night, crying out
For her innocence

Like myself
on a lone night
Whispering words
For the night sky.

Like the mind
Ravaging the soul
Proving all feelings
Irrational

Prickling souls pierce the mind.

Light from Lita
See you soon

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