
Everything in this world is PREPOSTEROUS!
I was stricken with horror when the thought of my dreams were like balloons on long, thin thread came to taunt me in the middle of the night..
I flinched!
Sweat prickling on the palms of my hand...
My thoughts were a disjointed mess...
How can I think after the dilemma?
Violent upheaval only in my mind, Mental Mayhem!
As My life continue marching into the future...
One Man Standing.
Hahaha, I made this "Poem" myself... Very Emo with a little touch of Robert Frost..! Exultant!
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