Monday 23 March 2009

Someone Else's Soul

Someone else's soul
Has taken my world
Now I live a dream
Too fleeting to be true
I'm left with the remnants of half forgotten things
How can one forget what not even he knows?

The stuff of dreams
Shakes my nights awake
Turns sheets against me
I shall die alone
Amidst a crowd
Of one thousand eyes
One thousand batting eyelids
I guess I can take it

Gaze away from what you see
And you'll find what you've lost
Names have been my crown
Of thorns and glass
Of horns and grass
Of scorns and class
Of porn and mass
I can take that
And keep my fridge full
Of refrigerated promises

On the brink of existence
There lies creational turbulence
Fasten your soul seat belts
Though no one is expected any time soon
Ring the door
There's no one home
No one to be afraid
No one to judge
Or to ask
Hi. How are you doing?
We can all slip away
Between the doors of chaos
And have it all forgotten
After breakfast and rhyme

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