You must remember.
Most words aren't real. Most things that your eyes will wonder through are thoughts and thoughts and thoughts,
that I forced into a few meaningless sentences . Nothing is real.

Friday, July 10, 2009

Oh, hello, hello,

My mind was in some slumber,
far far from here,
yet indeed it was rather nice to disappear.

Things are beginning to unravel,
disentangling though my skull.
Oh yes, I believe I have wandered here before.

How I can feel it crawling up my spine,
scratching harder the higher it goes.
Still I don't know how to beat this.
I don't know where to go.
I think maybe this time I'll just have to lose my mind,
in a possible order to get this right.



No comments:

Post a Comment