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lace_of_light Junior Member
since 2006-08-02
Posts 44 |
I love the solitude given by night Though some find it quite a fright The glow of a neon sign As I mope around and pine The streets are empty for the sake of time As I trek along in a shadowy sublime And my mind is fed the messages of the subliminal Telling me to persue the life of the criminal Then you can spend your life in quiet As you scream and twist in a fitful riot Your arms tightly wound round your side My morning (mourning) jacket, my joy and pride Now only the walls are here to hear I'm finally alone and it's certainly clear The rest are mad The sight is quite depressing and sad White is the color of the insane This is what I call inane For the color of lunatics cannot be named! There's a greater chance of the whole sky being framed It's nice to be able to hear yourself think No sounds of mice or men or water dripping in a sink As I sit alone, snug and secure No annoyances or worries must I endure O, but when I close my eyes My body melts and my brain fries For I see that buzzing, flickering neon sign And not everything is fine The voice in my heads says not to try But if I give up I lose...I die I know I'm not to be here So inside me sprouts angst and fear I panic and realize that my life is gone They declared me mental before the break of dawn But I'm not crazy, I yearn for the outside world! But into the white room I was hurled Now I can actually see The voices aren't friends to me Evil little imps dancing on the floor Dancing the day away on the beach's shore Stupid little dwarves, you've cost me my life All this pain and toil and strife There's no windows in here for me to observe The things I'm missing in life's many a curve I'm alone now...just what I wanted Just what I needed before I was taunted The voices led me to a fake joy They used me as thier selfish decoy So visiting hours are over and done Listening to a maniac is at least some fun I'll see you tomorrow and the next day and the next We'll exchange glances and few words of verbal text Goodbye my friend, thanks for listening to me The nightman comes and turns off the lights so I can't see "Enough mirror time, you've been here too long," He wheels me away, humming the basket case song I'm so glad I'm not really alone and by myself Because you're here, abundant in beauty and wealth I'm not crazy...just not feeling well You'd know, my friend, we share the same cell Goodnight my dearest, single, companion, and on the morrow We can talk of happiness, joy, sadness, and sorrow (In the mirror I see My own insanity staring back at me My own shadow of a doubt In the darkness running about And the neon sign reads As the voices inside me plead "WELCOME TO THE FLIP SIDE" You're in for a wild ride Even loneliness is better than death As the medication scent it strong on my breath In the mirror there is someone to hear Someone so dear Have you ever looked into a mirror and seen your own reflection? Tell me what it's like and I might head that direction Goodbye unknown friend of my shadow's face I'll see you tomorrow at the same time in the same place In the mirror where my reflection should be You're staring at me Aren't you...?) "areyouinorareyouout? eitherwayyoucan'twin." he said. "butthefallwillbefantasticandwhat'sleftisnothinglessthanperfection" |
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cherrys_rule Member
since 2006-03-18
Posts 442 |
very long, but you got right to the point. Thanks for sharing though. |
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trUstNooNe Member
since 2006-05-21
Posts 91 |
i love this is so brutally honest and intense. nice write>>>* |
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