Beyond all thought
Reason, there is not such a word
This sickness I’ve caught
Flew right to me, into I, a ghost no bird
Simplicity reigns on my head
Dancing little fairies
Their eyes glowing red
I smile, if a bit not there
For this new idea, oh so new it is, dripping
Has fell from twilight into my hands
The weight of ideas drug me slipping
Beyond return, I enter the dark light on sands
So wrong, yet grayness showed more than the sun I fell gripping
My mind, oh how this light, my thoughts before tear
Nausea dots my vision
Head on backwards, eyes wide open
My insides writhe, why did I chose this decision
Panic gripped my throat
I felt a cry rise to the empty sky
Those fairies, how they gloat
They knew all along, how it would tie
Destiny is not real
Fate is not destined
Nothing will forever seal
Calmness is too far a cry
I soon pick up the dance begun with a thought
Side ways, up, around I slip
Slipping gently on darkened sand, myself I caught
Turn, take a bow, Bend at your waist and over you tip
My empty audience, no not at all sought
For I am here, I fall, I sigh
Looking up from the place I lay
I soon realize I am staring downward
Never really falling but rising, I could not tell
Beyond all thought
Reason, there is not such a word
This cure I’ve caught
Flew right to me, into I, a ghost no bird
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