Thursday, February 25, 2010

please help this badly designed poorly put together vessel. i cannot emphasize enough how sad i am to be revolving within the vacilations in the eddies, falling in and out consciousness, in and out of bitter hate and love for the skin on my face, the contours and depressions you dote on you press in to say cheer up melancholy, tomorrows another day so it comes swiftly and goes exactly the same way, and i heard on the radio british kids who'd fuck the shit out of the system because theyd given up and perspectives that golden ring that binds you to a life of solitary symmetry and solitary strife, i ve seen the sorrow line on the power grid, hoisted up by black birds who finally could rest, and its the same picture revolving in my head, waiting for the inevitable waiting for death, im stronger today im brighter today, im lighter today than ill ever be, and the beer was fine, the wine was too, the whiskey was right and it ended there soon, ill be weaker again, darker again, heavy low come back in the end, and the undertow is pulling me. oh and the undertow is calling me , the sea floor is a place where when i was 5 sat at the bottom and stared at the shore i saw the climb, the silicone strain, the levels and shelfs of ground down fate, be swept in the eddies and tossed over again knew id have to return to the so forsaken land, and then at once it came to me as if it i split the seam of time, and saw 20 years in the future where i remained there all the bottom of that same watery fate, waterlogged and tossed about in the unforgiving waves, and forever seemed like an instant in solitary pain, forever was an instant in solitary pain, and forever i'd miss it--life as it passed, as forever was that instant in solitary pain, i'd forgotten to kick off the bottom, id forgotten to breath, id forgotten to kick off the bottom, id forgotten to breath,
Oh Dear God,
Send me a basket full of apples, a Bottle full of rain, a red and white checkered blanket to carry all this weight, a darling girl, some elegant refined, strong hearted girl who could cure me if she tried, oh im everything hopeless but ive got a lot of hope, im everything to die, but save me before i am torn asunder. i want this life, i want to find whats right, they are nothing perfect, but they see all my flaws, i am nothing perfect but i could care less for it all, i am nothing perfect, but with you i am whole i am nothing perfect but with you i am whole

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