Tuesday, November 17, 2009

the countdown to this transition, the last note on this destruction

the blast lasted no more than 20 minutes
when i found my image in the water looking back at me
and the reflection of my gaze in the mirror winking at me
i never thought this is the man that i have become
a dead body gone to sleep
it was my air that kept me awake for so long
and my god you can hear the pounding of my heart in heaven
the faith of the world sleeps
while my destruction weeps
the only time i have to pray is when i write
my thoughts that go on wandering on this day shouting "God help me!"
i havent gone insane but i feel my body ready to go that way
im patient as i lie, as i rest into the morning light
nothing like a windowless room to keep you quiet at night
so i struggle in the thoughts of destruction
can you feel the illness beneath your toes
the dirt whispers my resting time has come
ive been lying in this bathroom for so long starring at my reflection frowning at me
my hair drips with sweat i hear the sirens come closer
as the voices become louder in the halls
i close my eyes as ive forgotten myself
im not the person that i use to be
allow me to make this final statement: remember me.

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