I Have CreatedMy mind wonders off in the distance to never be found again..
and if i shall find it i shall not keep it..
creativity meshed with such complexity creates.. me.
as my thoughts are infinate and portray thee, as an ob
one cannot nearly see as much, for i do not talk nor do i whisper..
i am quite aware of the voice in my head that hinders and slithers as a snake.
causing distress and confusion.
but i cherish this snake as my own, and since my mind is its home i show it motherly love because i am why it has grown.
and although the venom is quite strong, my brain is where it shal belong..
i embrace it, it causes me pain, i have raised it, and i am still sane,
it breaks me, i love it, it hates me, ive raised it unconciously. i am the one to blame.
a thought slithers away..as this snake that i have raised, and it shall impregnate itself over and over again.. to implant more thoughts for me to smile at... the thought of a monster that i have created..
and it is my own
and i have made it.