Pious - A Life Once Lost

A clustered mind is not a benefical one

I am being chocked mentally

Thought flow through my head

Like a verbose raging river

Tambling four word phrases

Jumping from noun to noun

I yearn to live for a a person

That can make me feel like pious

But instead i am shattered by irreverence

I want someone who allows themselves

To live without margins

To be bereaved

Nights turn into days

And i can only remember my dreams

They seem existent

Creating the smell of perfume

The fumes turn into a plague

Overbearing my senses

With some imaginary woman

Who f**ks me from hello

When i open my eyes

I see a reflection of myself

Lost and motionless