Piecing together the fragments of my mind
taped off like a crime scene
yellow meaning to slow down but I am
gradually yearning for continuation
this art form
speaking to me from a depth unknown
the blockage is too deep
I can't concentrate
I can't think straight
words cycling on repeat
broken record left to collect dust
it all off
cobwebs don't live here anymore
cobwebs can't function in places where
moisture seeps in
filling each cup with the knowledge
yellow turns to green
backwards I know
there is no stopping me
red: the color exists in its own plane
never ceasing to stop
there IS no stopping me
picking up those pieces
crazy gluing imperfections
the cracks are there so I can shine through
these cracks are there so i can shine through
my cracks are there so I can shine through