Poems from neyneyb
You think you know the world in its whole
You think you know the real stories and events
You think they teach you facts but they glamorize...
Misty ground and rainy skies, forever young inside my eyes.
Ghosts ever present, Undead hands on hill like terrain
Like sleep so long ago...
Want to leave but where will I go?
More than a month of torture to go
Let my mind leave, that's all that is free
Let it wander the railroad...
Am I the object of ominous failure
Must I live in the absence of home
In the deep dark terrain
where not even the hellfire dare go
This...