Thursday 10 January 2013

165. Vortex Dreams


I tried to raise the demons
All the power passed me by.
I tried living longer
But all my life I've failed, alive.
So to you I scream
Save me for another day.
Or indulge my crucifixion
Whilst I waste away.

Life rarely goes the way it seems
Living through vivid, vortex dreams.
Cave in, dig out.
I rely on you to be my lungs to shout.

Standing upon the river
And the fishes swim on past.
They tried jumping ground
And all they do is roast.
And the valley of the sun.
Were never meant for this
Toast to the life that weighs a tonne.
Sheer hell is bliss.

Look to the left - it sucks you in.
Look to the right - unforeseen.
Untoward, unsound.
The life I live is hitting the ground.

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