Sharpness hit light Sheer vertigo spinning patterns in persistent fright High as any line of sight I see spikes Cutting even slices Blood shivers in stasis The grip tightening Heavy air pressure Dashing at high speed A pang of need I need to breathe But it just races Like a wash of paralysis And everywhere is fresh cold Brisk and new Dry through Logs clatter as the walls crumble Scattered clouds hang thin I dare not touch a thing Now the silent claw beyond the next corner Adrenaline donor Moaner, fire raging, utter stranger Getting nearer The stillness clearer The one step fells a tree in sound Cautious tread that fed the ground Piece by piece No peace Draining me of soul Skeletal yet intact Am I as much that can thread this timing? Horizontal logic shining in eyes cracked Solid connection yet I travel that fast I can feel colours You are there I cannot reach you but you are there Evading my every move
Reason for writing:
My neverending hopeless search for something to do with or alike to love was shown to me in one of my dreams.
So I wrote it as a poem.
Birth sign: Not entered
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