[This is a plea…]
catch me if you can
watch me fall in relapse
regression to depression
chasing my tail to darker tunnels
until i find the darkest
most sanctimonious
sacrilege;
correct me as i falter step
to your faithful arms
i cant rest
"its raining its pouring"
the sadness grows and multiplies to the point i need an ark but as i look for wood i realize all that i have is burnt and ash and smokes plumes above me...
"The old man is snoring"
the old man is dead cant you see? Everyone isn’t trying to smother me i can breathe noxious air covers me wisps of time lost are shadows in my regressed mind...
"He bumped his head"
i’m lost and dazed and confused I’m stumbling "into a greater hell" throw me your "umbilical noose so i can climb right back"...
"And couldn’t get out in the morning"
i will never find myself after this