TRIBUTE'S EXIT!

Separate demons control me.
I don't know....
I had an epiphany!
I was thinking of writing it down,
And then I was lost,


In a transit!
Mumbling nonentities out spoken.
Like an intervention!
It poured out.
It's pouring out!
Voices in a million footprints...
On a familiar dark dangerous road;
Running miles through many minds.

Somewhat in a transit!
Forgetting how to put two with the other;
I was rolling down tunnels screaming...
"What the hell is happening to me!?"

I don't know...
I had an epiphany?
I was thinking of writing them down,
And then I was lost.