Peace From Psychopaths In Charge
IT'S NOT GENIUS, IT'S INSANITY.
FOLLOW ALONG AND KEEP PACE WITH ME PLEASE.
I TRAVEL FASTER THAN THE SPEED OF LIGHT.
WHEN I LAY DOWN MY BODY TO REST AT NIGHT.
I LEAVE THIS WORLD TO BE ALL ALONE.
IN SEARCH OF A MOMENT I LIKE TO CALL HOME.
YOU CAN CALL IT THE END. IT'S WHERE IT ALL STARTED.
A TRANSITIONING POINT FROM A WORLD DEPARTED.
IT'S NOT ABOUT TIME. IT'S ALL ABOUT BEING.
SUROUNDED WITH PEACE IS ALL I AM NEEDING.
IT'S MUCH MORE THAN LIFE AND NOT JUST A FEELING.
I'M NOT JUST ASLEEP. I'M IN PERSUIT OF A HEALING.
WHEN I AWAKE, IT'S ALL STILL THE SAME.
A WORLD BEING RUN BY THE CRIMINALLY INSANE.
Copyright © Michael E. Harris | Year Posted 2016
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