I Wrote A Poem..You Wanna Hear It...Here It Goes..

Concaved Reality

Pressure
The living, breathing mass that consumes every fiber of my being
Blessed am I to walk this earth so freely
Cursed am I step these steps so heavily
As I pack the bag to my ritual awakening I notice something missing
Phone
Keys
Wallet
I stole that from a poet
Purse
Books
Planner
There was something here I know it
Looking for what seems to be an eternity
I turn to me and see a black hole
You can’t see it but I can
That hole was once my soul
I lost it somewhere between the house and the institution
It left me for another life
Waved goodbye to my heart
Au revoir to my mind, who are so wrapped around each other and others they dare not notice
So sad and blue, I’m midnight black
Can’t blame you, can’t turn my existence back
My Heart
It feeds on A+ papers from a B+ mind
It hungers for a life that’s blind…to time
Oblivious to slow and saying the word “no”
To nothing..Not me..I gotta go
My hollow body runs along the lines of my life
It leaps over the pleasure and dives into the chaos that is…
Pressure

Phone
Keys
Wallet
I stole that from a poet
Purse
Books
Planner
It will return soon I know it
Found it
After what was an eternity
I see a black hole
You can’t see it but I can
That hole that was once my soul,
Is now filled with Him