Stranded

Stranded…

So empty So alone Oh Please! Please!
Talk to me… No One NO ONE!!! Unless?
Intoxication, It smoothers the minds intuition “Of the Soul.”

Oh Please! Oh Please! Talk to me…
Come On, Come One…. COME ON!!! Talk to me…

Let’s Hang! Be that girl, Be the girl! It’s killing, It’s killing….
******* Killing!!!
Don’t you see? Can’t we Cuddle….For just awhile!

It will, NEVER END!!!(doubt sets in) Soon, Soon…One does know?
Still choices! Realms…. Do they change?
As a chameleons back… Don’t know?

Felt good awake yet DARK Calm yet RAGED before the storm…Lonely in it’s cold.
Please!!! Come cuddle…No one…NEAR!!!

Reality, soon too face the world. Mysterious as you blend within…
Few can tell…Do tell them! Enigma…(he whispers) NO!!!
It’s fine, It’s fine…Pressure, Pressure, Oh well!! It’s fine… It’s still alive, still alive…
INTOXICATED!!! No wasted, YES!!! ****** UP!!!(he screams)…

No limits… No worries… No boundaries…

On this canvas of sexuality of physical pressure… No Wait!
Just in the flesh? YOU LOVE BEING A *****!!! A ****? NO MORE!!!

In control, mustn’t drink…Don’t Know?
I ******* Know…Desire? NO!!!

Maybe Peace… Maybe Serenity… Maybe Float…

In
My Humble Abyss…
enigmaiam enigmaiam
36-40, T
Aug 11, 2010