What is this place

What is this place? Universal bound infinity

But I am subject to individual vacinity

Our home world is ablaze aflame what a crying shame

This is simply a dying game; it needs a name

A name for the actuality of the fragile system

We are in a cataclysm

Can we please change our ways now

We’re on our way down

Nobody has a voice to say now

The answers are right infront of our faces

But we keep making the same mistakes

What will it take

For the world to awake

I used to be so inspired and wired upon awaking

The world was mine for the taking, no… for creating

Limitless words to fung shui the pages

Cleanse my mind like sages

The daily splatter of thoughts

Musing jots

To simply juggle in rhyme rhythm

In this physical realm a prison

Words shine like when light hits a chrystal prysm

This type of art is

Simply shine upon the darkness

Giving strength to the week

Courage to the meek

Whatever hurdles you jump to reach the peak

No longer cynical

In the now is the pinnacle

Untitled Recital. – Nina

I dont know what to fucking write; type out zen pages

Anime gay topless asians.

Well that was a weird flex but okay….

Sew an eyeball on your sunny day

Catch a fade with a grenade launcher filled with razor blades

I dont aim just pull the pin

Put my life out on a limb all for you; all in to win

Cause lifes a gamble I trample lifes obstacles

Through space; Im auronotical

Star gazing in the mirror; sober faded jumping off the roof

Im so… freshly dipped I drip like a chocolate covered cone

No… set to trip for; I do bad on my own

Im just a poetic nuissance

Im so reclusive; cant find me

Somebody remind me why I do this…

-Nina