I like the memories I’m remembering, I wonder, will the future catch up to the now from the past and how long does that take, eternity? How long does this last…
My metamorphosis needs to be complete, currently busting at the seams…swollen from inside deep it dies waiting on stage 3, home base it will lead?
Like the bright lights leave stains on eyes
Rolling through every word spoken, sifting…
Endless grains of dirt, nothing found, like where sand and water meet
Empty shells wearing down to grains of nothing, ebbing and flowing
Feeling the blues with hands tied, my first love music no longer subsides
Hole dug deep ever widening
What now…pulling straps away from sweat drenched skin…sensations of “sin,” to hell I’m in.
Oozing from my pores, what was once buried deep within…mind running thin. In the end they’ll start to blend, bleeding through time. A day late, a dollar short in this time…
Yet still it goes deeper, depths the ordinary folk dare not enter.