by introspekdt123

Said trance.
And those nights that I am blank inside allow the day’s happenstance pen my hide
from this travesty when I’d conform to be normal marked by many day
if ever there was a thing, ever a thing, ever several beings
They’d all be arsenals absent poise, surefire is certainly more like
a muster nearer to fertile seed sends for others’ on this hike
the mountain top…
alas wonder
alas sovereignty
alas whom I am designed to be

for it is in those nights that I am blank inside where I’d bid grace for it’s stock-heavy store
to come upon and make me over to what deems towards forever more
Here I live