massconfusionhits
walking forward, s d r a w k c a b mind
trail of blood leaking from my pride
dignity quaking
imprints still visible on my face
stinging, from the harsh reality you have thrust
wishing there was a coffee for delusion
some way to sober up the mind
a key to break through these chains
that i weave myself with imagination
perhaps it has all lasted to long
playing the pawn in this game i created
your slap across the subconcious
has jolted my demand self relazation
hopefully newly rid of your weight
your baggage
your problems
your lies
YOUR DENIALS
i can find un breaking bonds
with these clean, smiling faces
breathing easy
these sea breezes calm my open wounds
these slow summer days turn to weeks,
less and less the swelting swelts,
more and more the aching fades
no longer to be taken for granted
no more to be passed over
farewell love
