My head keeps writing down all these sentences I can’t understand.
All these untold things I can’t translate to words keep rumbling in my mind and I tick myself to tock myself to look inside my madness.
My head writes it all down, words I can’t follow expressions I won’t use, abuse or seem to understand, creativity exhales from nowhere and the motion that follow makes the heart tremble and the mind shiver.
Confront and control there is none that may follow, as worlds pour down waters become united, words fall and meaning is divided.
Confusion sets, I am divided in myself amongst myself, amidst the reason, along the sad twists in the road and we all row for certainty, escape the knowledge confront conflagration and the lies flow with the unreasonable acts.
My head aches and I can’t make out what ills it nor can I heal it at will…
The arrow is shot, the pace is set in motion, I strive to turn around and step out of sight, I am in the path, the conclusion is certain, the reason is not.
My head betrays what I see and I cannot trust neither its reasoning nor my feelings.
My heart betrays my head.
My heart strikes war, claims victory, falls victim and is taken down, the head is king and all feelings fall numb.
The word is written but what is the real meaning?
