[UnbornBuddha]

Sunshine go away,
The moon and I don't want to part ways.
When I have those horrid sharp heart pains,
Staring at its surface alleviates the arm aches
That are a result of gripping hard my breast plate
It's interesting to see that it is in a far away plane
Way beyond us, in a dark state that illuminates earth's space.
I am an avid admirer of the star's flames;
Its mystery enlivened the neurons in my scarred brain.
Each day its light wanes, going through phases
Until the angina spikes, due to stasis.
My mind delights when our lives allign
It gives meaning to this cycle of life derived from time.
I am a fool for falling in love with a moon goddess
But, the heart knows what it wants to pocket
Into its chambers,
That use to allow only the hottest prostitite's carnage.
I'm a dreamer; I want a seat where the gods sit
So I can fulfill all of my barren promises.
I'm not scared to be honest,
This artform allows me to share all my process
Of thinking, until I myself am impaired & thoughtless.
Not a spot remains, void of even arid concepts
Yet, for some reason the nightmare is constant;
These subatomic feelings that pair off often,
Quantum nonsense with a seemingly random onset.
Even hidden in our convents our own shadow haunts us
The beautiful flowers blossom demonic pedals.
I'm at the bottom of this chronic hellhole
But, I'm determined to con myself out of this death slope.
I've given my whole to parasite like prophets
Who took advantage that I was seeking solace.
From my mistakes,
I've learned what to feed my conscious
So I can become the being that I SEE as flawless.