Question, Anwser, Love, Forget, Repeat.

Lacking the sense of reality that keeps you down with gravity.
gorging your thoughts with senselessness.
the fountain pouring the mind of another down your throat.
the mixture is not evenly measured.
so much pleasure with this teasing.
never fulfilling the cradled bliss that you hold deep within.
the flesh wanting to bite back.
the core source not willing to allow it.
finding those unkept promises.
the ones once forgotten.
old reminders on how it once was.
blurs everything that was worked so hard for.
the nerves dripping out the pores.
holding back no urge for a salted drops of the eye.
taunting eyes ask to go.
stand still time can give no more.
leave it where it all began.
lay down a new page and write it all over again.

-of course it was
Mane