I woke up this morning forgetting where I was,
And that's when I started thinking to myself...
I'm stuck in a room with one spiny chair that...
When the chair makes it's shrill cry when I spin...
I've got my writing touch back, I lost it a while...
Once I finally stepped over something to write...
I stand and observe
this world that was my home...
Every time i look at my bare hand,
i try to catch hold the flowing sand...
I'm left alone
To deal with problems on my own...
My nervous system telling my leg to shake...
My knee almost to the point of clenching; locking...
I hate how poeple say whatever they want and don't...
"Easier To Run"
It's easier to run...
Have you have felt like the world you live in...
Round and round and round we go
how many hits can i take, how many blows...
Into the deep,
As souls sleep...