The Brain Is Melting In An Unprotected Shell In A Useless Amount Of Time Poem by Immortal blank state

an illusion of the mind, it creates a different universe.
it causes pain, suffering, and confusion which feels like a curse.
my brain is melting slowly but painfully.
up until the point penguins live in summer and sing.
while giraffes go to space with a science book to bring.
my soul deep down is floating and empty nor full.
the life i live in, alone and untamed is just dull.
i vision a zebra floating over my head....
until the sunset comes again which is what i must dread.
these unfufilled emotions seem useless and weak.
a dead butterfly is signified and what i shall now seek...
maybe someday time will go backwards and happiness can fly....
until now i walk upside down and vision black and white or hope that my brain doesn't die.....

[[written on April 8th,2009.]]