The thoughts of my inner soul

Thoughts Poetry

I like Gatsby share something deeper i may go by a false last name and shortened first name but my thoughts remain the same. While some might think i'm insane i'm at a war with myself in vein never realizing how far my dreams as i believed in the green light i believed in the spark that caused my demise into the darkness i have yet to rise out of. The inner thoughts of my soul are quite crowded like a mausoleum floor marbled and dead from those that I've read never enough being said i paint it in pain i paint it like lightning in the rain my last name means warrior of light which is a metaphor for my life i'm destructive and one day i will meet my demise with all the luck in the world lightning never strikes twice with only vices and disappointment that cuts like a knife.