NEON MADNESS: THE LIGHTS 2

Flickering.
High, on being high,
From a neon vice.

Envy.
As the night, passes me,
With neon delights.

Flashing.
Calling, signing seduction,
With neon words.

Burning.
Hot, brightly sighing,
In neon glory.

Promise.
Highly stacked, gleaming,
A neon trap.

Dark,
Remain the eyes fixated,
On neon wonder.

Truth.
Often voids the pursuit of,
Many a neon dream.

Freedom.
The dawn of true light stills,
The neon madness.

AmarePoeta