Weydene Winster Poet Bio

Halusionation

The go through the sciense 
Playing if off as it is
Finding myself traying to change little details.
Iam traying to destroy my soul
Impossible it may seem .
Ive become addicted to the voices i hear inside my head
Ive lost morethan i gained.
Iam about to completly and utterly destroy my soul
The soul... 
That completly destroyed my view of point .

My mind my consious mind
The heart that beats 15 times per minute 
Every drop of blood thats streams through the flow of my soul
Has become free of all emotional pain.

I no longer feel empathy nor compassion
Ive become resistant of mortal controle.

I have come to outgrow my soul.

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Poet Destroyer A March 31, 2016 at 8:17 PM Weydene, wow, that's a fascinating line. Outgrowing your soul. In which reminds me of an awesome question, my mother once asked. How old was my soul? Awesome poem. LINDA Weydene Winster April 2, 2016 at 3:42 AM I love that u like it ... u are my insperation (#hugs)xoxo