A Perpetual State of Dread

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My mind gazed with its eyes
and there, distant yet near
it could see, with immense fear,
a dark fleece
encircling slowly, stalking
without sentiment and feeling.

Gradually it advanced
taking its time,
for my mind had nowhere to run or hide.
it gazed silently in that perpetual state of dread,
as it came, nearer, nearer and nearer.

it came so close,
my mind could feel the darkness,
captivating and compelling.
Until it realised it was one with it.
It took some time,
for it to understand,
as to why these thoughts were banned.

He realised he was one with it now, forever to be damned.
No matter its tries they failed against the might
of the great dark fleece,
as he felt
a million thoughts racing through him
random knowledge and random scenes,
compiled to make his being corrupt.
All such awful things till i was sure that my mind would erupt.

Soon i could feel it leave my mind.
seizing the seizures and
disrupting the thoughts.
i landed back gradually,
in my peaceful cradle.
where i lay ignorant and blissful.
as it subsided, i realised what i felt.

My mind dictated-
Thanks for the living,
Thanks for the dead,
i dont know where i lie
maybe its just a perpetual state of dread.

- The Artist.


 

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