My heart sinks as my spirit soars
Tell me how I could find a cure
To a problem so absurd
Of which I have never even heard
Thinking I know but still not learning
The fire inside me flickeringly burning
I might go up one day in flames
But my heart sinks as it's caught up in these games
Amidst innumerable unjustified claims
-about my braindeadness.
About Me
- Krit K
- Seizing that one image/moment that defines something dear, in the unique way you see the world, can release your mind and be like an escape from the transitory, meaningless motion all around. That's what I am aiming to achieve, through my simple experiments... each escape more exciting, each escape more evocative.
BLUR
1 comment:
This was lovely, till the last word.
"Braindeadness"??
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