it's amazing how the world turns so quickly.
several revolutions per hour.
no resolution or power.
i am high tide, low tide, a tsunami in between.
i am not as smart as you think. just because i know how to rhyme and roll pretty words together sometimes does not make me brilliant. brilliance comes in intelligence. it's amazing how i can never find the words that form a blanket at times like these.
i am ticking.
i am kicking inside.
i am waiting to explode.
your eyes burn inside of me more than the acidic terrorists inside of you. those words leave me mute, writing off every inch of myself on this page.
ignorance is bliss. what i would give to have this gift.
i need you now more than you know, but i'll never seek you out. off to the cave for me, like the beast i am.
