oct.24.2008

From October 23, 2008.

As I regale my tale,
My mind sets sail as the trumpets wail
In the background, dim and pale
I try to fight it tooth and nail
The struggle is mounting
Trouble compounding
SOS I'm sounding
My need to impede the pounding
Received in my life, my days
Maybe it's the cause of my ways
That pays no dividends, but I hold it at bay
Hoping maybe it'll go away
but at the end of the day it stays
In my face impaling my senses
Disgraced, my vision distorts in my lenses
I'm losing my defenses
All these false pretenses
Might I mention
That this pretention
is nothing but an unworthy detention
of the mind, to release the tension
that is mounting, building
The ocean of despairs hopelessly filling
Despite my initialy feelins, it's not that thrillin
in fact its chillin
my get shivers fearing it, no longer willing
to carry through
in my hapless youth.
but what happens to me mgiht happen to you
but im not rapping to you
it just happens that my mind is tappin
me on the shoulder saying
that maybe i should be relaying
how i feel to others that might be payin
attention to what im prayin
but in fact the truth is something thats icey cold
and my beliefs is somethin that might be old
right? see i told
you that i'd be right, inside
but my insight gave me my light
a bit late, grave danger as im no longer right
i stand at a precarious height
might i add that i fright
so easily at anything in sight, so tonight
leave me be as i sit tight
heaving my life into this site