All of the crazy thoughts that I had spoken
turned the occasional toke into the spinning whirlwind that arrives just after the point ejects from the vein
The world around me started trying to talk me into believing that I had gone insane
To me, clearly, that was far from the case
When nothing else seems to do it for you anymore, well, then it is obviously time to find a way to pick up the pace
They all start trying to get up in my face, as if they could ever intervene
Everything spilled out upon the grounds on which I thrived
Then, suddenly, there was no other choice but to come clean
Sometimes I start to think that it all may hold some truth
The ugly things that my so-called friends say
It is definitely a vicious game that I definitely chose to play
The cover-up is uncovered some day, no matter how long the great ruse is believed
Then, everyone is all disappointed more in what I have kept hidden then proud of me for all that I have achieved
Our habits, the thieves that rest within the darkest catacombs of the mind
The chemicals that ease the misery by taking the truth into captivity while you become temporarily blinded
Sinister
Absent-minded
Bound
Nobody to be found who truly believes in what you have to say
Day in
Day out
They come and go without you ever finishing a single thing
You can already hear their nagging lecture before you pick up the telephone that is ringing off the hook
Something just took your will to explain
Standing still, naked
In the downpour of the rain
Cleansing the aura of the damages you have caused
A pause, dead-center in the midst of the addiction
An affliction put upon you by the hands of none other than the Good Lord above
Unconditional love, found at long last....
9/23/2011