angst ridden desire to let all unknown
isolate the membranes of a very confused mind-indeed.
I find myself crazy-
or almost near total loss of control.
Hovering above everytime
leading almost, always nowhere.
Though putting no prevail to a tantalizing seduction.
Lined with psycho-like-behavior
invading an imagination,
and unfamilarity of wet reactions
that are all starting to spin out of control.
I'm losing all faith in abstinence.
Devouring all that's dealt rather frequently
and forevermore
burning a desire that spread much so fervently
throughout a body such a long way from what it knew as normalcy.
Intoxicating fantasies
of somehow
somewhere
sometime
I find myself once again losing my mind.