"Manipulated Mind Sequence" As I sit in silence my thoughts resonate my mere existence. Questions run ramped bouncing around like a pinball in a machine. Brain matter splatters causing electro magnetic clashes. A grind in gears from second to third causes evasive waves of complicity. An eternal cloud of black matter that erases thoughts of what once mattered. Contrary to what you might believe my heart dangles on my sleeve. Cramped up feeling claustrophobic in a wide open area surrounded by mindless chatter. Hysteria brings forth a new beginning of agoraphobia and transcending manifestation. A chronological catastrophe of nonessential events forgoes fragmented pornography. Feelings of doubt and remorse capture an illustrated illusion of a life once lived. Geographical follies hover in a time that are no longer existent and unattainable. Logic is tossed out of the tiny window of a life left in the most distant past. Striving to remember yet praying to not feel the tortuous pain of a once mended heart. Crying out in a internal conflict of rage and pain released on an emotional rollercoaster. The joy of anticipation as you are strapped in with no detection of escape. At the same time reality sneaks in knowing one slip could end it all abruptly. A sadistic smile curls like the villains mustache in a classic uncolored film. Tiny lines gravitate and the crows feet cause an illusion of age on a infants face. Yesterday is gone forever as tomorrow is never promised ever. Conducted by a gut wrenching broken heart followed by the caboose of my minds thoughts. Withering like the spring flowers that grow in the coldest of weather forever. Dew drops puddle in condensation rolling softly on the tent top in time. My face a canvas for the water colors saturated from a gaslit manipulation. For I am sane and you are as real as a figment of my heart aches imagination.
