Last Thursday

27 Aug 2009

·bige

Crisp air chills my ever changing skin Breezes tighten my over-sized pores Kicking a can made of rusted tin Frantically searching the floors. Smooth clouds race above my morphed head Yet cars pass by like sloths Gather the light, NO! let it spread My spine tingles like fluttering moths. People are sleeping yet I never tire Surreal thoughts pierce through my brain Look up at the sky! It's on fire! Quick! sqeeze my hand for rain. C'mon let's go for a walk! I say. It's quite nice out side I believe Hurry up lets go tonight, TODAY! Let's walk out the door. C'MON LET'S LEAVE! These trees have fingers, they're waving to us The sky is dripping with love. Look at the grass, no watch that bus! Shheesh I can't even look above. C'mon lets go! Lets walk to the woods! Alright whatever I'm fine right here I'm getting cold lets put up our hoods Damn I can see everything C L E A R. I can't feel my hands they're spheres of color Let's go, let's go, Come ON lets GO! What's that, the moon? It looks a bit d u l l e r... But the world look at it, watch it flow! Patterns emerge they're here they never leave Everything's bright, it's SO fucking bright, C'mon what else do you have up your sleeve Oh shit let's go, we might miss our flight! I need to gather my thoughts, I can't! Let's change the scenery please I'm bored of this, I need to rant! Ugh get off me you fucking fleas! Oh shit. I can't SSSSSPPPPEEEEEEAK K K IIIIII Think think think I just HiT my pppe e e aaakkkkk k k These colors are (colors are) changing And (changing and) I cannot m m move move move. MymymymYMY m m mIND is rage-ragg-rarr-gae...RAGING youyouuyou stististill hereee? YOU m m must appppproovvvvee. . .. ... .... ..... .... ... .. . Hello again. Stop FUCKING SAYING THAT!!! What the-whathe-whAT? Hear the mus i c It'ssssss itsits C r e e p i n g CREEPING in. Wow. So, what should we do now? I ask. I've lost any motivation and ambition I've just took off this smiling mask I'm completely lost after that mission Let's go back inside it's starting to rain And my skull feels like it's scambled my brain. All the pieces are now falling back together The cows are now beef, and no longer leather I've melded with the world and came back in a day. This is how I felt, just last Thursday.

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bige

Born in California, raised in various cities within the SW. Not a military brat, mother could just never stay in one spot for so long. Dropped out of High school, and attained my GED soon after. I love writing music and poetry (god only knows why...

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