Angel

May 10, 2024

Luminous blue,

Encircles the world.

Unaware we are held,

In a prison of a million minds,

I snap inside.

Transforming into a writhing, twisting fear,

A powerful tide,

Pulls me under, I cannot hear.

The world is loud and dull,

I seek an angel.

One to love and to hold,

As I swallow the pills.

Our story has not yet been told,

The forgotten ones, the lost children.

We are swept away,

A pragmatic action,

For those that dwell in reason, we are sentenced.

To our constant dismay,

They create their treason,

Again, and again and again.

A vile act in every season,

Disintegrates the masses.

I laugh inside,

As I search the world for signs,

Of a happier time.

In memories we reside.

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