Madness in anxiety
Sun-kissed lips stammered a bit
Hundred or thousand times it split
Dripping chunks of blueness in the throat,
Migraine ushers through creaks with the jolt.
Thou push me to the edge of white walls,
Shards of a bruised heart shriek me to core
Being vulnerable is alright, at least not losing sight
Heard echoes of my wails in the depths of the mind.
Drifting nowhere to a dark purple narrow chamber
Soul trespass away peeping from the yellow scraps
No individual stand apart from me; so close to survive
Reside in fear; death instinct seems very near.
Have you ever felt the haunted whiff of the scapegoat
Crevices yelling at the helplessness of human cries
I was manipulated by the sheepish mind,
The body turned to be a corpse of the bottom line.
When unheard sobs whisper a dying song,
Like the green moss draped in a barren land
By killing two birds from one arrow
That two birds dwell in the human brain,
Astound by the suspended manmade chain.
One is conscious and another lay half-asleep.
Both lurking over the past in vicious loop
Traumatized by a pool of anxiety,
Disgraced by self- identity
Crises are not new nor stale
Believe in love and God’s grace
Stand to strangle fear from face to face
Or stand six feet apart from the rusty blaze