Arc

I don't understand who I am

The feeling is killing me

I come alive in sober moments of clarity

Wearing my cool, blue sunglasses

Like a stylish man in Cincinnati

I caught the charter flight

I followed the arc, my body bent

I dived headfirst into the cesspool

Without thinking

I carried myself with a concerned expression

I didn't miss anything

The apparitions were taking spoonfuls of medicine

It's the most important ingredient

A serious madness is growing like an ache

As long as a row of houses

The bad memories embedded in my brain                                                                             

Are turning into sorry excuses                                               

Fishes caught and doomed in the dragnet                                                                         

Fading like the helpless cries of a child                               

I've done what I needed to do                                                                                   

Done the errands, washed my hands                                                                                   

Still can't cut ties with my strange fixations                                                                           

I'm enamoured with simple things                                                                             

Serotonin, the glitz of it, the stiff paperwork                               

Sat mute like a car parked by a wet boulevard                                                

For a split second                                                                                                                 

I almost forgot I had any insecurities                                                                                                 

It was a cathartic release                                                                                             

There was nothing much to celebrate

The fat rainclouds burst open                                                                                                       

It was like a light bulb smashing                                                                                           

A butterfly breaking free                                                                                                       

The rain showered down on me                                                                                         

The rain showered down on me                                                                                                   

Like tears rolling down my cheek                                                                                       

The rain showered down on me                                                                                           

The rain showered down on me

I was unstuck from the seesaw called life

The beautiful gondola ride

I was unwinding like the roads leading to nowhere

Breathing in the stony air

As the artless winds performed like a babel

In the lonely night, in the lonely night

I was like a tortoiseshell

Minding my business, being honest

In the ever-expanding and vast emptiness

With doves cooing by plush oranges

I can't simply turn off my suicidal thoughts

Macabre gibberish

I've started, now I'll finish

I come alive in sober moments of clarity                                                                         

Wearing my cool, blue sunglasses                                                                                         

The rain showered down on me                                                                                                   

Like tears rolling down my cheek                                                                                               

In the ever-expanding and vast emptiness                                                                                   

With doves cooing by plush oranges.