Saturday, February 02, 2008

There are no worlds,
That will not drive me crazy.
No thoughts, that fail to blow my mind;
For though conscious, I’m barely breathing.
Though living, I feel as if,
I’ve died.

Spin faster and pull me into reason.
Slow down so I can understand.
There are no answers to the questions.
There is no one to hold my hand.

What makes some go bolder outward,
And closes others deep inside.
What makes some explore their fantasies,
And drives others to Everest’s heights.

Hold on for I hold no answer
To why the world spins so slow
Sink down into your only disguises
Or learn to live within the show


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