The End
The End
So this is it,
this is what I get for not drinkin’,
a house full of superlatives and a
mind full of thinkin’.
A primary lord telling me what to do;
boy was I fooled.
Once again it’s back to trusting no one,
not in this house anyways.
I don’t need some “good” believer
telling me what to do,
or telling me how to live my life
I can’t escape the reality I create
I can’t go further than this
I didn’t know it would turn out like this.
Empty streets, insanity I seem so eager to seek
life’s chaotic game of capture the flag
yet I’m stuck in prison
the walls I’ve built with bars for 19 years….
people, they can not reach me now
even if I want them to
Life is demented,
I’m stuck in a catch 22
I’m lost inside a maze of mirrors
and all I see is the disgusting sight of me
the one who has failed to learn how to fly,
to fly above the anger,
to endlessly float above the pain
that was my only escape
and I missed the chance to buy a ticket
I missed the train outta here.
SiD -02/16/1997
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