The Maelstrom Is Me
I want to dive into myself
past a wall of lies
and white shades
that taunt me with never ending games
to jump into maelstroms
and sink or swim
This world is compelling poison
scented sickly sweet chemical lust
how I want to be strung out
so you can't fathom what I'm about
waiting for a desperate shove
a willing partner for degenerate love
But this cowering Loneliness
how she cleaves to me
like some second skin
I want to remove the casing
and see the mess I'm creating
so sick of waiting
as nothing ever happens
patience is rather stretched
my lack of reasoning far fetched
The maelstrom is me
family has limped away
and tomorrow will only bring
a lack of real clarity
another stagnant day
with only one chance to break free
mathiasthom
written 1/15/10
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