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...