Dawn Of Ouroboros - Testudines

Plague the mind like fungus sporing and spreading.
Through guarded gates of a protected mind.

Potion, medicine for my mind.
A sweet high ranged howl.

Meaningful serendipitous bursts of color.

Soothing crisp air envelopes creating sanctuary, a home.
Forget the days when a fight was anguished alone, experiencing light lift darkness, gain flight through wings unrestricted.

Sensitive boundaries, paper thin.
Blindly following her lead, a powerless fall designed to feel like strength, an illusion of the mind's creation.
I'm withering away release me.
My mistakes, grasp me, taking me under!

Flood your mind as you sink further down in this moment in time.

Laughter scales to screams, fears, losing the purpose.
Open your eyes to emeralds that stare upon your vulnerability.