Tuesday, May 02, 2006

MY OWN JAIL

I’m dying here in this full house,
With this knife I’ve never been so close,
Wallowing in these drugs,
I thought it would kill the time and bugs,
But it just makes me think of you more and more,
Slowing down the time increasing pains door,
I just want to run but it wont matter there’s no distance,
That I would be safe for instance,
Maybe these valiums will aid,
But I haven’t slept in days dreams unmade,
It say’s I should only take three in one day,
But I’m so tired and my head aches body sway’s,
An earthquake through my mind,
Maybe I should take five, rewind,
But I’m so tired I haven’t slept in days,
Maybe I better take ten in this haze,
Okay I’ll be fine but I’m so so so tired,
My heads thumping more than thunder hired,
Maybe I should take the bottle,
Okay that will do now where’s the waters throttle,
This may take a minute,
There we go that was easy bin it,
Maybe I’ll get some food,
And sit down and watch TV what’s my mood,
There’s nothing on flicking away,
Oh how ya doing “I’m okay”
“Where did you come from do I know you?”
Do you mean this view?
I haven’t seen you before,
But I’ve always been near the shore,
How come I couldn’t see you previously?
Because you never took time to the sea,
To look to listen why then can I see you now?
Because you’re stuck in a place some how,
That is neither here or there nor high or low,
No such place that’s a long bow,
Well if that’s what you believe,
Then you do nothing but yourself deceive,
Now this place you had help to find,
You only have to free your mind,
You’re closer than before,
Just let go and you will see even more.





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