Spiral Emotions
A revolving atomic structure, spiral serial emotions,
contained and limited, the heart breaks through.
The memories so sweet, butterflies in a barren land,
Love, the fuel in the tank, is everything not cared about.
Once contained, now shattered, a bitter tremor,
rebellious hearts, a delicate dove, silhouette image,
shining though, a memory stuck, a loop,
Gulp- a pain, in my heart, a blizzard in the hottest summer.
The moment, a red carriage, a loving carnage,
the winds blow, nature's euphoric wave of care,
the woven flowers in the garden, a million bloom,
she walks among those, as one, as one of them.
The gravity and the brevity of my heart falls,
in one moment, torn between cold and hot,
a shot in my head, death missing,
Oh how I wish upon a kiss of ......death.
Time flows, flowers sows a little solace,
in our hearts and on the ground, a thousand dancing others,
the memories galore, twinkling stars,
just for her, only for her, the world revolves.
I am stuck, hit by a truck load of that moment,
time dilation, I grow living in the same moment,
a surge of dopamine- deletion, stuck,
The moment, my eyes and heart were plucked.
Having the fragrance, my fragile senses,
torn, now scorned, for having withered.
Wanted to live by thee, a bee stung,
lives and dies without touching the skies.
The sea of that moment, ceases when I cease to be,
this hallucination repeats, I must not escape,
for this is my purpose now, lurking in the shadows,
a torment unleashed in my ever pondering immortal heart.
© Josh D
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contained and limited, the heart breaks through.
The memories so sweet, butterflies in a barren land,
Love, the fuel in the tank, is everything not cared about.
Once contained, now shattered, a bitter tremor,
rebellious hearts, a delicate dove, silhouette image,
shining though, a memory stuck, a loop,
Gulp- a pain, in my heart, a blizzard in the hottest summer.
The moment, a red carriage, a loving carnage,
the winds blow, nature's euphoric wave of care,
the woven flowers in the garden, a million bloom,
she walks among those, as one, as one of them.
The gravity and the brevity of my heart falls,
in one moment, torn between cold and hot,
a shot in my head, death missing,
Oh how I wish upon a kiss of ......death.
Time flows, flowers sows a little solace,
in our hearts and on the ground, a thousand dancing others,
the memories galore, twinkling stars,
just for her, only for her, the world revolves.
I am stuck, hit by a truck load of that moment,
time dilation, I grow living in the same moment,
a surge of dopamine- deletion, stuck,
The moment, my eyes and heart were plucked.
Having the fragrance, my fragile senses,
torn, now scorned, for having withered.
Wanted to live by thee, a bee stung,
lives and dies without touching the skies.
The sea of that moment, ceases when I cease to be,
this hallucination repeats, I must not escape,
for this is my purpose now, lurking in the shadows,
a torment unleashed in my ever pondering immortal heart.
© Josh D
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