Saturday, September 26, 2009

Will the water tear me down?

Tunes in my head: First Tube by Trey Anastasio
Atmosphere: Eh, okay

Pain brings out the best in some, the worst in others.

But ideally should be avoided by all.

When pain is one that can be so easily avoided, how should one feel when it isn't?

Am I not allowed to feel anymore?

What an absurd request.

I tried.

I play the game, but the pieces are gone.

i stick with the fallen to the skin of the stone
and look around seeing i'm not alone
there was a soul that sang a sweet song
and for that moment i felt i belong
words can be muttered, words can be murmured
it doesn't give us a feeling of strange sense of firmer
touched by the hand of a damaged machine
it doesn't let up it's hands aren't clean

i lie with the fallen and look at the cloud
there's some things to do that aren't so allowed
even if told that you always feel
it's not like staying on an even keel
i tried so hard to just make the move
but when you break down it's not just the mood
i danced with volcanos on the lip and the edge
but then i fell and i broke off the ledge

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