I'm Out
 

SPEED VERSE.

Eyes open to the future, past's present.
Time's broken. Birth'll be my last effort.
I'm a trapped weapon wrapped around half seconds,
Minutes, hours as long as the great seven
Days, last of God's rest, first of stars, heavens,
I see time, space. Life. And it's all lessened by this all presence.
Buddha mind's eye; reflect it's all occurrence.
Energy, swirling stars, fluorescent flourish.
Particles arisen as consciousness. Rare courage
Of the cosmos to give us life without purpose.
I'm out. Worthless.

This was kind of all over the place for me. I see a lot of cool concepts, but it seemed that you rushed this (I see it says speed verse). Had you put more time into this I think you could've made the weak connections a bit stronger. Your lines were too short to really delve into the concepts you wanted to, imo. Next time take more time and try to connect your ideas better and I think you could come up with something dope.