choked
Haunted by how, life has been lived
a trail of distruction in which i cannot forgive, myself
everyday is like a dream that never ends
no one can leviate this burden, it only re-offends.
Time gets hardened, my heart grows cold
do not follow me as this tale unfolds
nothing is similar when living in madness
for a minute in time, an emotional blackness.
Night and day, black and white
always feeling but the time is not right
suffering in silence, so not to offend
a non existant substance will never mend.
No answer from behind the door
this man isn't conscious anymore
he may hear but listening he is not
caught in a time lapse he sits and rots away.
Trouble, there is none
time, has had it's run
He could not, achieve his goals
all his dreaming will never save his soul.
Nothing good came from his mouth
a river that has run dry
a sorry state he ended up
and no one was with him to say goodbye.
Breathing is for the living
the dying need no breathe
with age comes wisdom
as is death.
If your water is stagnent
and you still have the will to live
be the jack that jumps out of the box
and i will give that man a hand.
Only the wasted time
will never re-appear
but time is yours while your still standing
that cannot disappear.
Re- event yourself make you anew
there is nothing you cannot achieve
just change that point of view.
Over and over i stew in my guilt
i had a life but now i am at the hilt
nothing above nothing below
i have surrendered to the end i will wollow
swallow me up swallow me whole.
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