Visionary

My Eyes are Tired, Yet I cannot Sleep, Am I Awake? Is this a Dream? I squint to Look, But I cannot See, Did Something Change? Am I, Me?

You

Of

Fire and Earth.

Quenching your Thirst,

You must have Time to Burn.

Oh,

“Erratic” is “Love”

Pumping your Heart

Maybe You Must have Forgotten.

Hm.

The Pain in my Bones,

is an Echoing Sun

Let your “Fire” Rage On

Lest your Lust Lose its 

Luster....

This House

Yellow

Beige

Darker Yellow

Lights That make My eyes Tired

Colours that fill my Head with a Constant 

White Noise.

Shades that make me nauseous

Gives me a Dull ache

Like a Dream I can't quite remember

But I know the Feeling

The pretentious warmth it conveys

as if it is trying to be something brighter

than what it really is

Dull.

Yell.

Ow.