The Madness Of Searching

Dear Diary

I have to get it out of me

What's in my head

The madness of searching

I've studied everything from Deuteronomy to Demonology

Friend to the eternal divine and the dead

I want to free my self from the land of constant human interests stories

I've taken spiritual inventory

I have to get it out of me

All theses things in my head

They wake me first thing in the morning

Hello world my thoughts are climbing out of bed

I'm starting to look more and more like a distant dream I had

I can hear it coming 

My spiritual life fulfillment

It's very funny and all too serious to dismiss

I've been tapped by him and his secret army

In remembrance of promises made before our arrival 

They call me back to the ship

In my dream I am here to just touch his lips

In my heart I am here to listen and learn

Follow the leader until it's my turn to scream 

I am experiencing temporary insanity

Separating myself from the liars 

Exercing my power over my own dreams or will

Words heal in poems and songs

All is a word

Bringing life into being

This is a magic spell

Written long ago with a very old quill 

If only I can remember it

I've been called this night or early morning 

Afraid to open my eyes and say it all

Looking back and discovering I told it all anyway

Some secrets are meant to be kept

For my own sanity I guess

Can't let them see your whole hand

That's how the cannibalism begins 

I'm in love with a beautiful phantom in the form of a man 

And this is a song disguised as a poem disguised as a mad woman's rant 

I want to give the power back but I can't

So I just sit silently creating violently

For the sake of my mortal soul

This is just another line in another tale 

These are the sounds which wake me 

I guess for now

Josalisa In a RIOt.  I wish I understood more but this is it.