Dear life

Its mimicry of slaves as chains fall like autum leaves-HOPE
Errect statues of void shapes with little sentimental blaze i do not gaze-CHOICE
Sanctimonous interlect exposed like glaciers in dubai, poisin character falsified like a phobia-FEAR

I sit in all incomplete and void, the world vivid in 3d
as sand filters through my gaping soul
I feel my flesh detach from my bone as my skin crawls
My life a trudge up this uphill called life

Dear life thanks

love blind

If love is blind, let us gouge each others eyes out,
relocate to opposite ends of the poles and start soul searching.
If then we manage to find each other,
then shall i see love for what it is!