In the pipe, disillusion.

reeferchiefreeferchief Posts: 3,569
edited March 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
And as his feelings,
floated by the window
that he gazed out of
they danced through the sky
like little small clouds
his head en-tranced
in a daydream state
sitting on the stool
contemplating his fate
so many bad memorys
he'd like to erase
but the good ones seperate
he was almost in a state of meditation
thinking of all the good times
all the dreams
he wished he could have followed
but he did'nt because he was scared
and the fear of hurting people
that he loved was too great
Can not be arsed with life no more.
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  • reeferchiefreeferchief Posts: 3,569
    continued:

    In the pipe, my disillusion
    I sing the sorrow
    I cry your name
    in the pipe, my mass confusion
    I feel the horror
    I hurt with pain
    All these daydreams
    cloud into nightmares
    washed away with dirty rain
    as the wind bellows strongly
    I call your name
    all in vain
    all in vain
    cant feel worse
    than what I'm feeling
    I'm in shame
    and theres,
    no one else to blame.
    Can not be arsed with life no more.
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