Uncontrollable

[Vespertilio91]

My depressive tendencies display
An open resolve to the concept of fear--
Trepidation formed
Through a conscious reserve
Of infinite chances to die;
And then it concieves a perch
Upon the open soul of man,
And recognizing innocence,
It corrupt internally,
Flows outwardly,
And then demands acceptance
To an invisible invite
To witness my own demise.

 

[ValkyrieRaven88]

I like it. Shorter than your other poems...well. Unfortunately, I have nothing constructive to say. That is not a good thing.

 

[Vespertilio91]

I like it. Shorter than your other poems...well. Unfortunately, I have nothing constructive to say. That is not a good thing.

Does that mean it's perfect? (I doubt it) Or that you're just too involved in your Bartimaeus fanfic?