Unfinished

13 Aug

Yes I understand.

A night of tossing and turning in bed

Of light sleep heavy with dreams

Only to be rewarded by a throbbing

headache in the morning.

Dreams of spectrum

And colors of mockery and frustration swirls

in red rage and echoes of blue madness

floating in a black expanse of every

promise and hopes trapped in the

consciousness of temporary

honest insanity

only to wake up and find the spectrum

between bars of reality and reality.

I understood. I swear I do.

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