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Monday, June 24, 2013

Hypomania meets mania

The end is near the end is near
Let us build a raft
Safe by God, we will be safe
We are all that is left!
We build dreams high
We burry fears low
Our reality intertwined
With thorns and stones
Disguised as roses and rainbows
The end is near and we
Gods children do not fear

Halt! Who intrudes me
Dreams collapsing
Leaving dust clouds
Casualties and battle wounds
Where is He to save us?
Doubt settles in me
Roses and rainbows melt
Into thorns and acid rain
I cannot get up
I must
Turn off
My
Maniac
Brain



Bang.

Saturday, June 22, 2013

Sugar, Spice, and Nothing Nice

Here I am take me in
Give me your best
You can't tear down a wall
When it has crumbled thin

I have no words left
No lucky ticket this time
My dictionary has run dry
I am my own threat

Lock your doors
Close your eyes
Take a breath in
I don't belong to anyone
And I wasn't yours to win