Touched
Living in this house of hate
Better get out
before it gets too late
Humanity has crumbled away
though to be honest,
I still feel quite sane
so there's no need to explain
the whys and how’s
of people who change
Is it ever for the better?
Following bad advice to the letter
Open the shutters
pull off the blinds
Let the world outside
for once come inside
This room was never meant
to be some dusty tomb
Sometimes there is a smile
on this stony face
Though the bad times
thought it good and erased
Maybe this time I will escape
painting pictures
writing unassuming words
Getting in touch with the untouchable
my secret self,
holding an abundance
of untapped wealth
Sharing with the multitude
on a cold information highway
If they feel a need
to ever connect with me
I am surely only
just a flickering screen away
mathiasthom
written 5/2/10
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