Here I am in this land of confusion, arrested in strong delusion,
And it may mean nothing at all if I fall, hit the wall, lose it all.
I’m standing here one on my own, reflecting back on life alone,
I thought I’d stand it all. Said I’d never heed the call.
Again in self-defeat I stumble and stare
And touch the things that were never there.
I relocate, my mindless wandering overwhelming me,
Floating, help me, I’m drowning.
Open your heart to me, I ask very submissively, retreat instinctively.
Chaotic my erotic aura bathes you.
Symbolic alcoholic we two, in the rounded four corners of my mind, I find,
Like Edgar Allen Poe, I’m lying off the side of the road.
These Bostonian streets have got me beat
Even though they’ve never felt my feet.
MY GOD, MY FRIEND, don’t leave me just leave me alone.
I expel you from my mind and keep you in my heart.
We part apart. Perhaps Casey’s right in the drunken dark, in the inebriated light.
I’d like to see you, meet you, greet you, but not be you, near you,
For I am gone in this forgone conclusion, rebelling, relying, my life’s illusion,
This collusion’s killing me. Words lost in what I was going to say.
Is anything best left to another day?
No! I can’t, won’t, won’t, can’t leave it like this.
Once again, my friend, I’m still drowning at the day’s end.
What the hell is this, is there meant to be a meaning to it?
Consequences, intelligences, ever still my body tenses, impulse dances,
Ego prances, life revolves around encounters, chances.
I am elated, I am all smiles invaded
In my quote for quote’s sake mind game time frame.
She still wants to play the blame game. Well babe, I’m through with your crap,
How do you feel about that, ex post facto, wacko!
Sorry, I’m not Lycos, you go fetch while I attempt to catch the best life must offer
Better than he bought her and taught her hate, discriminate,
The rage in love and pain blending in becoming one and the same.
I understand what your feigning, do you understand what I’m saying?
Keep on praying but don’t forget the part about helping yourself
From that dusty little shelf of pain and self-doubt.
From the loneliness bust out.
Don’t hear me, or revere me, but feel me squeeze me, till my soul surrounds thee.
Intertwined, you and I, unconfined, we can soar the sky……….