Vertigo
joejoe988
Posts: 62
If it takes one to know one why can no one be found.
Lying in the solitude counting the footsteps which surround
The ocean of thoughts swimming through the entrances of sound.
Playing the fantasy of the shattering glasses on the ground.
Lost between mechanical buzz and wind caressing leaves.
Hard to figure it out but is this insanity.
When you pay attention to the littlest of things.
And tell yourself its just fine but you can’t let these things be.
Twisted thoughts are spinning out beyond your grasp.
They begin to take control of the levers and begin to pedal fast.
Crazed replaces friendly and blood is turning black.
I’m not even typing. my hands they have attacked.
Look over the edge what wonderful curves await.
Spirals head towards the tar which holds the cleaner slate.
Only hurts a second until the wings receive your plate.
No more screams inside the head no worries of your fate.
Quite frankly this scares the hell out of me in ways you’ll never know.
The fact I can type these words and not type them slow.
The words fly off my hands like I need to write them just to grow.
But everyone‘s final sentences will come and they will go.
Lying in the solitude counting the footsteps which surround
The ocean of thoughts swimming through the entrances of sound.
Playing the fantasy of the shattering glasses on the ground.
Lost between mechanical buzz and wind caressing leaves.
Hard to figure it out but is this insanity.
When you pay attention to the littlest of things.
And tell yourself its just fine but you can’t let these things be.
Twisted thoughts are spinning out beyond your grasp.
They begin to take control of the levers and begin to pedal fast.
Crazed replaces friendly and blood is turning black.
I’m not even typing. my hands they have attacked.
Look over the edge what wonderful curves await.
Spirals head towards the tar which holds the cleaner slate.
Only hurts a second until the wings receive your plate.
No more screams inside the head no worries of your fate.
Quite frankly this scares the hell out of me in ways you’ll never know.
The fact I can type these words and not type them slow.
The words fly off my hands like I need to write them just to grow.
But everyone‘s final sentences will come and they will go.
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