The Well

I feel the need
The tickle in my brain
To wite again

To live, to breathe
In the skin of another
Just for a little while

I reach in, deep
Into the well of souls
I hear their cries

Their laughter
Their sobs
Their madness

Who shall I be today
The painful lover
The demon

The sad fool
The murderer
So many lives to live

So many stories to tell
I take on their personna
If only for a moment

So many different world’s
Through their eyes
I see them all

© Phoenix Risen 2016

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