Inscrutable Expressions!

Is there madness in the air or I'm in psychedelic, For emotions are on the loose; Unfettered they soar me on a marijuana-high, Or swirl me down the dungeon low.

To the Writers' Bloc: There are times in Life when the words flowing out of your pen obviate the need for a companion!

Just so untouched she had always been, So untouched she shall be; The emotions that once swelled inside her, Are nowhere now to be seen. Lips pursed tight she sits in a corner, Into the hollow she stares; No dreams, no hopes, no expectations, There isn't a sign of a demeanor. Just so untouched she had always been, So untouched she shall be; Once there lived a pretty damsel, Her life's melancholy akin a solitary stream.