“The unconscious mind: I don't need no pain. I'm just gonna have another drink. Closed eyes see darkness, patterns of thoughts in all sorts of colors. You try. Floating, feels like I am drowning hissing for her, submerged in theory. The stranger in the corner while she quietly awaits. To think free the to be, now she sees me through these static words, her emotions start to flare, she is lit. A reminder of those old feelings. Only she knows. She alive again, how can this be. Suicide is no longer an option. The emotions battle field we are all in. Some act and say words just to put you down cause they can as they are not quick on their feet - I know. So to express jealousy and hatred in hiding. Cowards. Who is this animal? asked the poet, It is me, the other side of you answered the animal.”
