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Manmade Illusions
falling into this convolution of manmade illusions that hit me with deep
contusions/ bringing me into my irate state of confusion an intrusion
into my frail raped mind/I'm - dillusion-al! But one of a Kind!/Life
seems so fantastic in this dreamlike vision but I realize I'm immersed
inside the Television/ as each character makes deep incisions into my
mental with no parental/ Control to my soul through these looking glass
win-dows I hear the music reach its Crescendo/voices whisper innuendos/
of my life lost inside a game I play on Nintendo/running from an unseen enemy
that comes like a wounded sheep/creeps underneath my sheets as I'm in
the arms of a deep sleep/I repeat I'm taken in a deep sleep not for days
but weeks/my thoughts deep begin to clutter like blood clots that rot
crimson ink blots/stained with residue memory that blocks out clarity/I
need more charity for my enemies that don't care for me/for them I bleed
from their poisoned tipped daggers/should all of this matter when my
spirit soars above this insanity that rains down on me/as the thunderclap shatters the joy of my immortality?
