Sitting in a car I watch the scenery go by; there’s a place in my heart where all I could remember are lies. A reel plays continually in my mind; I try hard to stop it from going into rewind.
Images send me twirling into desperation; crying I awake from my dreams in hibernation – wish I could find some kind of sedation that’ll numb away all this fucking damnation. Tears cannot drown all the years of infiltration; words mocking me scream from the outer walls their constant condemnation. At times I see a light at the end of the tunnel - I suffer reaching her because of my expected hesitation. At night a nightingale sings to me of the freedoms seen beyond the walls of isolation – “come, come to us and live amoung the stars freed in the spectrum of unification.” Still - I cannot arrive to those seen in the heavens singing of their autonomy and sanctification.
There’s a pain that jolts me into duress; there’s a sting in my heart which I cannot suppress. Wanting I seek for a field of flowers – yet I find no success. Long seems to me the walk reaching toward peace and progress; yet, who am I to make my abode in such a state of tranquility and caress? Must admit that in me lives the want to sing and bless; nevertheless there is a darkness that strides to take and stress.
There’s a pain that drives me insane - an ax that cuts me down to the grain. Do not know how much time I have left to remain; only pray that soon I may be able to break this chain. God knows I cannot withstand this mental drain; soon there will be nothing left to explain. Walking this world I am bearing the mark of Cain; time comes to an end as I stand in this dreadful hurricane.
There’s a pain in my soul... an unrelenting pain.
There’s a pain in my soul... pass the mirror – time has come to anesthetize this brain.
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