Bottom memory of the Earth

Вандра Тинталле
Body's burning in the ice,
Astral voices in disguise.
Fears, mud in front of screen,
Various creatures lived with me.
Allegory- envelopes,
Bottom memory of Earth,
Every piece that I have seen.
Yes, soul does know what that means.
How to fight it, not by gun,
Such as this has never won.
Flow from space helps to survive,
Matter power chases life.
Systems're out of control,
Still just trying to enroll,
Cells are crying, want to swap.
Voices ax me given up,
Using weakness, that's not mine,
Mind is hesitating, pry...
Headache, nerves are destroyed,
Character is unemployed;
Current runs, convulsions waxed,
Almost left this all, relaxed.
All my persons seek to rule,
Everyone's a pretty fool.
Energetics jumps, erratum,
Breaking links of ether stratum.
Beat in head has killed its base-
Astral ply kicked over trace.
Concious was in outer space,
But it want so much to face!
Don't know how many times
It's divided whole to lines.
How will it pass- under shroud,
But true love, the life's found round.

2018