Guy Isr


Bliss

Who's to perceive of which my mind bereft,
lunacy forego, euphoria is left.
Challenge the elders of my own demise?
A cognitive escape I must devise!
Contrive an idea so blatantly skewed,
I must seek the truth as my rapture pursued.
Trapped within the void, such deadly mundane,
decisions to feeble seems so insane.
Conquer the dreams, my wishes constrained,

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