Monday, May 10, 2010

'til we die


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


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

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...