Monday, May 10, 2010

'til we die

Thick

my mind

with muddled thoughts of you

swimming in and out

of my visions all morning

my mind is fevered
and broken

Im lost but I haven't moved

you don't even know

that im gone

delusional

livin in my own created fantasys

ripe on my hot joys
I feel elated my head on the table

and i escape my life
every time i close my eyes

all of you are happy,
hiding in pretty lies.

perhaps the little girl was right
staring me down with all her
prejudice

go back to your life
accept a fate never wanted
never asked for

your cage
while i live in mine

i'm always good at the beginnings
then I'm always left behind

Life must be more
then disappointments
til we die...

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

ah living for the sake of living... i guess the walking dead do dream... zombies with ambitions. This poem reminds me that life is like a game of bumper bowling... the ball always being guided in a forward direction... no matter how hard you try and land it in the gutter.

Tim Fredriksson said...

cool.
/Tim

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