I SHATTERED MYSELF
RUNNING AT
THE WALL
OF MY OWN
CONFLICT
HURLING MY SOUL
AGAINST THE WORLD
MY EAR DRUMS
BURSTING LIKE
TOY BALLOONS
PRICKED BY A PIN
BELLOWING
AT THE MADNESS
WHICH IS ME
I CREATE
FROM THE INSIDE
OF MY OWN DISASTER
WHIRLING
ON AND ON
IN A NEVER ENDING FIT
OF ANGLES AND LIGHT
ADDICTED
TO MY OWN PAIN
AS A MEANS
BY WHICH
TO SURVIVE IT
TO COEXIST
WITH MISERY
RUNNING
ON DEAD FEET
CRUSHED BONES
SLAPPING AGAINST
THE PAVEMENT
I ENDURE
THE PAIN
ENDURE
THE DARK
WITHOUT THE SUN
LIVE ON
AGAINST THE ODDS
BREATHE IN
ANOTHER STEP
STAY STRONG
IN THE COLD AIR
NEVER WITHER
REACH OUT
TO ANOTHER DAY
ANOTHER LIFE
ANOTHER MOMENT
Bobby Jameson Oct 24, 2009