Detained by freedom
 

Entertained by dreams, jubilant times and sometimes compelling feasts,
Obtained by our realm, sucked in and trapped by the walls we built,
Sustained in illusion, a demure situation which fools us, rules us,
Detained by our own freedom, our wishes and our expectations,
Contained by our life, predictability and desires. Trapped in the blistering crossfires and dreary exploitations.

For where can we run when we're engulfed in perdition,
Our own superstition, the anti-key to help us lock ourselves into chains,
Wanting to disappear, vaporize and be forgotten,
We give in too easily when we get besotted,
The peeling eyes in the shadows, trying to read our mind but never to have our subconscious desires spotted.

A flagrant, delirious passion expands in our friends and foes,
Constantly fuelling and rocketing them forward while we're tripping on our toes,
Sitting on a rock, waiting for the world to turn with tides of tempest and time,
To let us forget, be lost in oblivion and erase our mistakes,
To clean and remove the holes in our worn clothes with a detergent.

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Why do you keep posting those... hm , i dont know what to call them. Do any1 bother to read them ?

"The official hiding place of the owner himself. Come on in, and try to read his mind if you can."

I don't post these things to amuse the Zelaroners or to hear listen to feedback, I post it because I like to. If anyone likes or hates what I post, then it's their own concern/reward.

It frees his mind it seems, and i always read them. I think he has a very unique mind.

I don't understand..

I always read it. I just don't comment much.

me to

:grin: :grin: :killgrin: :grin: :grin:

Hey, there are many unique minds out there! Suddam, Osama Bin Laden, Adolf Hitler. They are special people! Just like Chruser...

Chruser is a true villain.

So true. So very, very true. ^o^

not sure what it means, but the words sound nice.

That's deep chruser. I don't know if u meant it to be...but I like that kinda shit know what I mean? I always like hearing poems, sangs, etc that makes u think. Its relaxing in a way. I like 2 write but all my English teacher does is say what's wrong with my stories and poems. STUPID HOOKER!! But maybe my stuff just sucks...