Gravity Falls
poem by:
Ezra Uzair
Written
on Oct 02, 2013
I was wondering if my pictures clear in heaven I see stairs visions impaired, living in fear Dark halls cancels light. Footsteps I wonder what might happened if they'll aproach me. Silently moving swiftly through avenues of depression. Maybe it wasn't heaven in disguise, it was all lies, let me sleep so these dark hours can pass by. As I sleep it follows me into a trans seeing nocturnal images, aggressively sucking my life away. Resiting things, not even of tongues but of possession my opression is my basic fear a player and contestant. Gravity Falls, Gravity Falls Paintings of disasters, Maid Dolls, following eyes, Creepiness, Gravity Falls. A war within myself is like mental intoxication I can't think right can someone fly apon me, So I can even contest with such a spiritual fight but let me not say things because insight another demon might just take away what I think is righteous, Gravity Falls. -Uzair
Tags: metaphor, deep, pain, wishful,
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greg woods commented:
stay away from the valium
Ezra Uzair
commented:
Lol I'm not on drugs
Milton Robertson
commented:
Where there's a down, there's an up. So take a drink of
GOD'S Spiritual Cup. Milton
Maria Williams
commented:
Defy gravity and soar to the moon bypassing the stars. I really like your poem
