Is It Not The Way I Thought?

marker_in_the_sandmarker_in_the_sand Posts: 272
edited March 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Dreaming away, when I make my way to the ashtray
Thinking about what else I could be, if I not was,
What I am…

Taking my memories and put them in line
Hoping that some of them will never die…
Is it not true after all…?

Is it not the way I thought it was at all?
Is this not the road to heaven or to hell?
Is this what I call sleeping in an old and cheap hotel?
Is it not the way I thought at all?

Fighting out a conflict in my head when I take a look
Through the mirror in that old and cheap hotel
In my mind…

Trying to take off the thoughts that make me fear, for you
Trying to find an open door in the wall
In my mind… and yours?

Is it not the way I thought it was at all?
Is this not the road to heaven or to hell?
Is this what I call being locked in a cold and weathered cell?
Is it not the way I thought at all?

Is this not the way of dreams?
Is this not the way it seems?
Is it nothing what I thought it was at all?

No, no, no,
No, no, no,
No, no, no
It is not…

I don’t suppose it is…
I don't want to be the fool that's behind me but I am...

I'll Hold The Pain... Release...

Yourself
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  • chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    deep..i believe i need my wetsuit and and my oxygen tank,fins,goggles..
    its awesome.. yea it is the way you thought at all..
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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