Constant Thoughts
Constant thoughts:
The meditation, devising silent destruction
Delusions, anxiety highly distortion
Fundamental thoughts,
Confusion of sorts out of proportion
The consequence of the aftermath
This black messiah without emotion
Constant thoughts rumbling
In my head like a wasp’s nest in chaos
While external still internal mental mayhem in turmoil
Cracking thunders beyond human imagination
Because the power of my concentration
Leaps through boundaries of unheard discoveries
At a depth of no recovery
This is a mental process
As put hand on my chest and mind
Teaching the mentally blind
As they stay behind
The constant thoughts
Copyright © Siza Sibiya | Year Posted 2013
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