c...sdb kind - Conversations with space

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I am just hanging on to the tail of a beast, not the head of the demon. Choice has only given me two options I want to let go, , I do, I speak to the walls around me; I tell them who I am I know they have a master; one they don’t question. I want to be still with peace, , I do I am trying to catch the tail of an angel She keeps running, I keep slipping. The smell of white powder hunts me as I sleep It makes me run with no choice, , What do I tell the walls, how to I explain my faults If space is only imagination And words keep changing And thoughts have 2 meanings And dark is light and light is dark And wisdom is not, if not for love And love is not, if not for fear And fear is only from wisdom. c...sdb kind poemhunter.com/poem/conversations-with-space/