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Catachreses
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These thoughts pass through my mind
when I'm staring at the sky.
Remebering the evenings.
Wondering if you're still transfixed.
While I ponder if I still exist.
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Moments buried beneath times
slowly bend my mind.
I’m falling behind
at a cost, but so what, it's mine.
Disconnected thoughts,
fragmented views.
Alone with a loner,
always makes me confused.
Tell me again,
what you told me.
With that sickened smile,
the sickle cell you were.
Divide us, right when I felt so sure.
So, nothing could be real.
Is reality, strange, fiction?
A fairy tale?
A sad story,
where ultimately I fail.
I can only see moments of blurred respect.
An aspect, but my view so clouded,
I mistook walking with death,
as my truest love.
Left with no choice.
I took her hand, turned
and strolled away from them,
down loneliness' darkest of hallways,
for what seemed like eternity.
Arriving at a final doorway,
I’ve forgotten what it is that I wanted to say.
Knock once.
Hold my breath, swallow my pride.
Heard the response coming from inside.
"If I open the door, will you come inside.
Forget all you're told, say hello and hide.
Ascend up the stairs, to a lifetime of me.
I'm your negative force, will you just let me be.
Your tears, that's all I really want to see."
Just walk away you idiot.
Someone tell me why it won't quit.
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I really hate the way my mind works. I do.
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"Euphoric, narcotic, pleasantly hallucinant."
[This message has been edited by Catachreses (edited 19 October 2001).]
when I'm staring at the sky.
Remebering the evenings.
Wondering if you're still transfixed.
While I ponder if I still exist.
--
Moments buried beneath times
slowly bend my mind.
I’m falling behind
at a cost, but so what, it's mine.
Disconnected thoughts,
fragmented views.
Alone with a loner,
always makes me confused.
Tell me again,
what you told me.
With that sickened smile,
the sickle cell you were.
Divide us, right when I felt so sure.
So, nothing could be real.
Is reality, strange, fiction?
A fairy tale?
A sad story,
where ultimately I fail.
I can only see moments of blurred respect.
An aspect, but my view so clouded,
I mistook walking with death,
as my truest love.
Left with no choice.
I took her hand, turned
and strolled away from them,
down loneliness' darkest of hallways,
for what seemed like eternity.
Arriving at a final doorway,
I’ve forgotten what it is that I wanted to say.
Knock once.
Hold my breath, swallow my pride.
Heard the response coming from inside.
"If I open the door, will you come inside.
Forget all you're told, say hello and hide.
Ascend up the stairs, to a lifetime of me.
I'm your negative force, will you just let me be.
Your tears, that's all I really want to see."
Just walk away you idiot.
Someone tell me why it won't quit.
--
I really hate the way my mind works. I do.
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"Euphoric, narcotic, pleasantly hallucinant."
[This message has been edited by Catachreses (edited 19 October 2001).]
