Expression of Light

Strands of metallic hair are laying on the floor.
A new age, vibrant engage,
Shows a chemical change not from the core.
Pulled out are the poor.
From inside the head comes an outside sore.
The silver lining over the shore.
My mind is the cloud that spits back into the ocean floor.
In my reflection I see a mass media projection
Constantly asking me to sit down and take a lesson.
Use all the products of progression.
Transgression through the projects
Because of an obsession with aggression
That splits already small check into sections.
I am trying to change the name of the game
But it is hard to change this mindset.
I see in the future a possibility for gain
I hope it is really written in the context.
How many opinions of an organic complex
Alter the mind of a monarch with roots absorbing all that is toxic?
A breakdown of a concept.
In a casual conversation.
Open up what was an ego with a sip of tonic.
So many ideas awaken in my mind!
I can't quite put my finger on it.
That subject I was talking about can only amount
To what feelings belong to it.
Sincerely, let us filter a friendship that is platonic.
Create a space to save face
And mirror back someone special and wanted.
No place for negativity
If only in an innocent look you'd see
That all we are trying to create, individually,
Is our own central philosophy.
This madness has us shook.
Stopping only to review the lessons and the rules
Not to loosen the screws and take a closer look.
Let us change this!
Let us be bright!
Let us open the door and release the cord
That got caught between the cage and a spacious flight!
Just remember out here you can feel the sun.
Expand the mind in this simple thought.
The rays lay on my skin and this feels extremely hot.
Oh how you gaze upon me, Light!
The pressure of the heat has my mind at this height.
Once I got into this thought I began to endeavor
A new idea and another, perhaps,
A more original way of projecting my insight.

~ B