P-45 Blues

so seriously
yellow tinted dreams of a not so fantastic sphere
and the progress of progression
in this passport bound world
trying to draw the line of my fault and not my fault
and keeping it together

feeling betrayed
feeling abandoned
feeling useless
welcome to reality

where the beer downs the crabs
booty call remedy
and nodody like me
in perfectly broken english
to meet your amusement

at this point, i can't even flash back or forward to somewhere where I want to be
its a scary place to be
but its not as bad as a break up
i tell the masses
not as bad as a break up

my life's a wreck
but i don't feel a sense of despair
just disappointment

but its gonna be okay says the fairies in the corner
and it can't really get worse cannit

i need to do something with my head
my fucking head
insulation
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Reply #1 Top
Wow, I hope this is a piece of creative poetry. It is pretty dark but I like it.
Reply #2 Top
Props, indeed. Dark stark and brutally alive. ****
Reply #3 Top
rich and pungent, hurts so good