Naaaaiiiccceeee!!!!

TED Sixth sense!!!

Cosmic Tunnels/Worm Holes

And so the dream withers away; lost in oblivion...

The euphoric gloom that shadows his heart,
Which selflessly shoulders the burden of a dysfunctional mind!
Begs for a moment to rest; to let off the tears that ache him.
The industrious muscle that bleeds so that he live; is tried, and tired of these agonizing games.
The uncertainty of emotion and the readiness to make the unknown a part of his soul;
Makes him mock with his ingrained sarcasm the mind it brings life to...
And it laughs - with utmost irony - at the anguish it must live with;

For as much as he denies with blatant rebellion - He is the masterful puppeteer that manipulates those strings.
The ones that cut across his charred mind; shoving his thoughts into a valley of dreaded doom and perilous terror.

In moments of thus redundant and abundantly despairing thoughts he wonders what makes him document these labyrinthine cogitations...
Yet his heart bellows the words he pens, to mock forever the pains within.
The inexorable truth of it all, dawns a day of mourning in his several waking reflections;
And thus begins his unquenchable thirst for meaningless speculation;To bid farewell to the delectable dream; the stupendous odyssey lost in oblivion, to rot in the memory of deplorable words...