The Mind Walker

[Coherent]

Rains heckling, nestling between contours in apparel
Off the beaten path, sterile drops abuse the spawn’s course in this peril
Lost, exhausts the mind in this child’s shelling
His conscious entity wielding the need for a dryer dwelling
The winds quelling against his structure, moving him towards the entry
Of a cave, one that he presumably thought was empty
Tempting, ruling out possible dangers within the cavern
He dashes forward, contempt to the physics within its pattern
Transfixed as if it were shatter, mind boggled by this illustration
Of his warm home, siblings dancing in conversation
Beyond his contemplation was there really an explanation?
Scared and in desperation he searched for some validation
He turned… To a tree full of decorations
His last Christmas, his happiest moment without question
No expression, fog illuminated throughout the darkness
Breathing in a strife, shadowing him was the figure of an artist
Who gave him hope and inhibition even when at his hardest moment
He grieved for him to speak, but the luminance was soft-spoken
He blinked… The force he felt has been broken
Before he could pay homage or deference him with a token
He glanced back to the family only to be confused by a patron
Who begun shifting structure, it took on the body of a matron
Holding kin, illogical on where to place him
She raced to him, holding the young with a name tag that read “Jason”…
He stared into the blue eyes, noticing the similarities
Turning around, seeing his parents cheering in solidarity
The intervals of tribulation struck in foresight
Witnessing his becoming, something he didn’t know right
Tearing up, with every drop that fell in his hand
The particles transmuted to the anatomy of a woman
Beauty rest in his palm, in this phase he was calm
As he phased he was facing the woman that he had longed
He held the water fleshed physique to his pupil
Wondering obvious questions of romance, but he was scruple
The image stooped to the base of his hand
A strength impelled him to the point where he could barley stand
His knees weak, spirits speak in his ear, falling quiescent
A sleep that in a blink brang him back to present
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His eyes open, awake to the shivering rock
Skeptical of his placement, he ran home in quivering shock…

[Coherent]

Thanks, the vocab just enhances rhyme scheme... when I actually topical battle I do dumb it down quite a bit, but for the most part I find writing like this dope.

Thanks for the feed though.

[classthe_king]

This was dope. I really liked the vocab too. Rhyming was a little basic but like Coleon said the way your lyrics portrayed imagery was great. Keep posting here.

[Enimee]

siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiicc i wanna see more of this type of shit great work