hole in my pocket
so eager to fall through
power, control it’s all yours..
love weaving together strands of emotions unknown
what’s in the abyss..
a glimmering light
or utter darkness
a soundless echo
or sounds of delight..
makes my heart
wild and vivid in a pale world
to laugh, to cry
accepting all the whys..
enchanted by the magic of the madness
I must confess..

