Another Reality

With the personification of pain, there isn’t any clarity

On the innate desire to breathe life into lifeless things

It’s not the soul’s command to paint a dreary colour

Time is not faithful; it’s corrosive nature disintegrates

The thought of recovering barely stitched to the heart

Is pulled away by the persistent gusts of a chaotic world

Impulsive personification, a distortion between parallels

That floats in the realm of another melancholic reality


6 thoughts on “Another Reality

  1. I like to think that although the world may be a chaotic torrent where time erodes everything, there is beauty in that. Chaos means anything is possible, and time means nothing is permanent. In-between thunderstorms we get flashes of a rainbow 🙂

    Great post man, put my mind in some interesting territory


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