Senses of disguise

yesterday feels like today...

my senses are blurred by my feeling that are stirred..

every word i say..
deepens my thoughts every day..

my life is free from boredom..
still i get bored.. and i need to explore the dungeons..

i feel like amazed by the aches of the fictions..

myths are deep..
while fantasies are teem ..

the skies are lame..
the nights are dark as my days....

every light i see..
turns.. upside down.. or framed...

translucent my mind is to be...
thy heart is sensitive by the likes of the trees...

my muscles are trained..
my lips are drained..

as they are dehydrated by the rain...
the mourns have landed..

the departures of kisses are embedded with ove affection and care...

MY life is changing..

realizing new things...

my belief is the same..
but my senses are dismayed...

betrayed by the environment..
detoured by the entire race...

thy senses are coming back..
thy mind is clear as heights..

thy velocity of time..
is just too much to handle..

...by the senses of disguise.