invisible enemies

neurosis thickens, widens, stretches creativity churning out - what scorches, burns, laments will come later when the end is seen. sprouting greens do not see decay, fresh clean slate eventually weeps. weeps for dreams uncaptured, unreal, was anything real? smiles, gestures, help on an endless road to perdition: eventually recognized what a thorn is. did i ever hold you in my arms? believing that was love? did i? did i? did i really? fragmented mind, parsed passion, stretched imagination no longer wants to imagine what could be, when reality melts in my arms, a dying wish is silenced with green sprouts bending low, caving, humbled by torrents of living fire. how they burn, scorch, erase memories not longer seen the same way for knowledge breaks this spell of utopia, a child's gaze into eternity, no longer wishes for heaven. let me out, let me be, just be another stranger passing you by, unwanted, not played, ignored feels good. neurosis webs closes in, the mind blazes a thousand and one path, closed roads no more, and yet heaven has escaped. flee, feel, hell's inverted mirror a dream carved from a human's heart. breaks, cracks, no longer able to sustain illusions unreal. neurosis meets logic, logic meets mind and mind meets the heart, and the path is no longer open, a gravestone stands in this mundane, banal, plain the same words, the same speeches made in life, repeated even in death and a soul longs for a touch of heaven, for something real. a scorching fire, a trail that blazes, opening a thousand paths leading to peace, satisfaction, life, not the resounding echoes of transactional exchanges made from a mind still adding the numbers, is this worth it? worth what? a lifetime of exchanges and a lifetime chasing dreams finally able to settle down in this earth, where heaven reaches out a thousand and one times, a non transactional exchange, love spurned for the obvious is resounding, an echo, scorches, blazes the limbic system a thousand and one times and a human must choose.