SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE I'M ON A SHORT CLIFF ABOUT TO FALL OVER.
NO WORDS COME OUT OF MY MOUTH, SO I LET MY TEARS DO ALL THE TALKING.
THE TEARS ROLLING DOWN MY FACE SAY A THOUSAND WORDS, AND MY EMOTIONS TAKE OVER ME. THEY EXPLODE AND SPEW OUT OF ME LIKE A VULCANIC ERUPTION.
I STILL GET NIGHTMARES AND NIGHT TERRORS WHERE MY SCREAMS WAKE ME UP.
IT'S A LOT EASIER TO FORGIVE THAN FORGET.
THE FEAR AND TRAUMA HAVE BEEN INJECTED INTO MY BLOODSTREAM, AND I'VE BEEN POISONED.
IT'S SO DIFFICULT TO MANAGE MY EMOTIONS. MY TRAUMA AND MY PAST HAVE BEEN EMBEDDED IN THE DEPTHS OF MY MIND.
Categories:
vulcanic, depression,
Form: Free verse
Spock will be born January 6, 2230
He has no sons or daughters
Blood type: T-negative
T-negative is a rare vulcanic blood type
Until now it has been difficult
to find a blood donor
A fantasy world ... a "kick"
A game behind a hard plaster mask
It's not only about dragons or elves
Is the universe and life a simulation?
By pressing the Y button, you enter the magic mode
Spock will die on "New Vulcan" in 2263
You manipulate the game using the A and X buttons
... at the expense of others
03.04.2019
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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Categories:
vulcanic, psychological,
Form: Free verse
an image floating in ruby red
Vulcanic skies reflecting
this mesmerizing elixer
the aroma of your spirit
Crescent echo
hangs infinite
Blue
We are lapis lazuli
branches of the same tree
Wind grows her silken hair
around us
Categories:
vulcanic, meaningful,
Form: Epic