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Volcanic Dust

Hello.....
How are you doing today
I thought id ask you so
As far as I would want to know
Feeling Stressed
Would you like to take a load off
all that I can suggest
you unload what weighs more on top
Your backs broke
from your weight bearing mind
your thoughts provoke
bringing insanity to the line
cause if you think your good
let me tell you one thats better
and whether you take a look
gather around the book
and you can see how the crook
had escaped through the brook
And disappeared in the Isles of the hood
thought erosion casting surrounds where logic stood
you did what you could
that's the lure that's the hook
doing what you should
got you shook
you got took
falling down....
putting out arms
expecting and embrace for impact
suspecting harm frontal lobe retracts
didn't know if recollection would call back
if it was cognitive or coherent at the moment you slipped
the friction and the grip
was representive of it... recollect
what was intent to forget
when forced to forfeit
neglected, reflected the mention
the unwanted attention
And the distorted apprehension
at the notion of the lost devotion
How she had broken
Your heart
never thinking you'd be where you are
alone on some road in your car
pondering slamming into a tree
or traveling afar
knowing that you will never again kiss
can you relate to the pain of this
Would trade life or anything if granted one wish
To bring back the thing that you miss
More than a word it's the state of love
all at stake otherwise referred to as US
divided by our God in whom lost trust
the load bearing wall buckled at the truss
cracked swelled we fell
into a hollow crust
of lust
rust and busts
slipped to the surface
of the precipice
overwhelming turbulence
spiraling disturbance
The heart
Erupts
volcanic ash dust
(this poem sucks)
©akathatguy