Why are the traits of creativity and insanity
An hourglass and sand
Is it an inherited genetic defect?
Or a wonderment of man
An anomaly of nature
A chemical imbalance in the Ribonucleic acid
A minuscule knot in the DNA strands
Many minds revered and unknown don the genius crown
The emotive disturbing creations of Goya’s dark-stained hands
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I write these words while I am still myself
The price paid as my cold soul burns
No longer possessing the impediment of a heart
It’s the script for which I yearn
Jumping to and fro throughout memories and time
My life subtly disguised in misleading illusions and vague erratic rhyme
My eccentricity I have little or no inclination to explain
Nor the secret corners of my fragmented thoughts
Where revenge and malevolence play
......
Before the prophecy would come
When millions of imploding stars plummet from the sky erasing the sun
The hands of annihilation hasten humanities demise
Impatient for fresh souls
Watching and waiting the dark angels sighed
Ten Years
The unimaginable days bore the blood
Yet still, they deafened their ears
......
I endeavor to refrain from writing when melancholy
Besieged by depression and fears
Unwilling to share with those narrow of mind
The shadows that beleaguer and taunt me
Or upon fragile pages shed my tears
Being a confirmed introvert
Withdrawing from society when the demons of violence beset me
Rather than offer up misunderstood explanations
Avoiding social approval or condemnation completely
......
I endeavor to refrain from writing when melancholy
Besieged by depression and fears
Unwilling to share with those narrow of mind
The shadows that beleaguer and taunt me
Or upon fragile pages shed my tears
Being a confirmed introvert
Withdrawing from society when the demons of violence beset me
Rather than offer up misunderstood explanations
Avoiding social approval or condemnation completely
......
I write these words while I am still myself
The price paid as my cold soul burns
No longer possessing the impediment of a heart
It’s the script for which I yearn
Jumping to and fro throughout memories and time
My life subtly disguised in misleading illusions and vague erratic rhyme
My eccentricity I have little or no inclination to explain
Nor the secret corners of my fragmented thoughts
Where revenge and malevolence play
......
Who in its anger repudiated the world
And embraced the dark.
Or would you prefer elaborate romantic letters of love?
Unwavering devotion,
A pedestal of adoration
Pledges spoken to him above
This tale is of one who by choice turned from the light,
Nevermore hear the chorus of sweet breezes,
Boldly cavorting through sage green branches in the night.
......
Before the prophecy would come
When millions of imploding stars plummet from the sky erasing the sun
The hands of annihilation hasten humanities demise
Impatient for fresh souls
Watching and waiting the dark angels sighed
Ten Years
The unimaginable days bore the blood
Yet still, they deafened their ears
......
Why are the traits of creativity and insanity
An hourglass and sand
Is it an inherited genetic defect?
Or a wonderment of man
An anomaly of nature
A chemical imbalance in the Ribonucleic acid
A minuscule knot in the DNA strands
Many minds revered and unknown don the genius crown
The emotive disturbing creations of Goya’s dark-stained hands
......