I tell myself
Please go to sleep…You’ve been wide wake way too long…
Night has gone, and it has been past dawn…
The sun’s been setting again on your dreams for so many times now
and your life is slowly falling apart down the crack and at the seams.
Do not care if you fall asleep in your musty stale state
because nobody does, nobody would so please give yourself a break find some way to be anything…but awake.
try this..
Hide behind a monitor with glazed eyes and a drip drool tongue
and try some of that funky looking pills
or start not worry about the bills Tell them about your lies in disguise and your lack of sensitivity
and dwell in this land of the positive to discern the negativity.
Skittish to a fault about your exercising demons and lost innocence
and deal with all the faults and lies that your life really represents.
We’ve got a winner in the winter of social depravity.
Finding something else to stuff into that black hole of a cavity.
Overturned by love into a dark chasm called fate,
where you’re straight with having to clean your plate.
filled with Rat meat and puss filled pasta, galore.
When you think you just can’t stand anymore.
You lost it a long time ago, but you’ve long been in personal denial.
Since it’s seemed your whole life has been on television trial…
You’ve been born bloodstained guilty but only you thought it wasn’t so
and now you’ve been left with the option of no where else to go…
So sleep, deep into a slumber of a different number
where you awaken smarter, for once, in the land of the dumber.
Guessing the verdict while dream speaking backwards about your long lost past
and hope that somehow…someway…this feeling won’t come to stay and last.
