I can't think
of anything
I can't drink, eat
anything
I can't move
to this beat
'til I prove
something in me
has changed
been rearranged
I'm not deranged
I promise I'm fine
I'm crossing no lines
in this dark paradise
in this dark paradise
flowers move
with the rain
I can't prove
anything
fortunes told
beyond time
I am old
older than mind
something in me
has changed
I've been rearranged
I am not deranged
I have simply changed
to fit this dark paradise
in this dark paradise
watching without my eyes
in this dark paradise
in this dark paradise.
YOU ARE READING
sat by the ocean
Poetryphotos are not mine!!! caution: chapter two has an image of a real animal skull. just in case anybody would be uncomfy! (continued onto Laying By The Ocean)
