In a mind which apparently is my own thoughts
Racing at an astonishing speed that can't resist or restraint
My frantic intellects expect to see some cherries on canvas
Inferior coordination between sense and script dissolves the feelings like a bubble lands on earth
The sense takes it too far but the script cannot reach it's reality
So where will I search my emotions to write true moments
In fantasies or in the aura
A far-fetched feeling currently not in reach......