Crazy thoughts twinkiling in my mind
Trying to get them out
But it doesn't work
I try to concentrate
It only lasts for seconds
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
The Second Side
It's here as I speak
I feel its presence
It's trying to guide me
And teach me the lessons
Sometimes it fades
Or may disappear
It has only aggression
And never any fear
Its depth of solitude
Is never ending
It's always alert
And its signals are sending
It has no power button
Or off-and-on switch
It never sleeps
And never can glitch
Sometimes it takes over
And throttles my mind
Fueling the injection
Which changes me from time to time
It often prevails
And often proceeds
Causing my mind to ache
And my heart to bleed
Will it ever shut down
Or stop working
In the back of my mind
I feel it smirking
It monitors my thoughts
And unscrambles the code
Its waiting for the signal
To go into power mode
It responds to anger
And thrives off of stress
It is making me nervous
Making me a mess
It is always thinking
And always awake
It's never doubtful
And never fake
It can't get broken
It cannot be destroyed
But instead contained
Until once again deployed
At any moment
It could appear
Making my thoughts
Shatter and smear
It's creating a blueprint
Of my future and past
It is like a gun
Waiting to blast
It is shaping and molding
My stance and foundation
Which makes me hate
Its very creation
Its clock is ticking
By second and hour
It's waiting for the day
When it has complete power
I feel its presence
It's trying to guide me
And teach me the lessons
Sometimes it fades
Or may disappear
It has only aggression
And never any fear
Its depth of solitude
Is never ending
It's always alert
And its signals are sending
It has no power button
Or off-and-on switch
It never sleeps
And never can glitch
Sometimes it takes over
And throttles my mind
Fueling the injection
Which changes me from time to time
It often prevails
And often proceeds
Causing my mind to ache
And my heart to bleed
Will it ever shut down
Or stop working
In the back of my mind
I feel it smirking
It monitors my thoughts
And unscrambles the code
Its waiting for the signal
To go into power mode
It responds to anger
And thrives off of stress
It is making me nervous
Making me a mess
It is always thinking
And always awake
It's never doubtful
And never fake
It can't get broken
It cannot be destroyed
But instead contained
Until once again deployed
At any moment
It could appear
Making my thoughts
Shatter and smear
It's creating a blueprint
Of my future and past
It is like a gun
Waiting to blast
It is shaping and molding
My stance and foundation
Which makes me hate
Its very creation
Its clock is ticking
By second and hour
It's waiting for the day
When it has complete power
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