Confused Nightmare

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust Alone in this big world --- I turn to rust Unable to think or feel or speak Life's ahead and looking so bleak Wondrous mountaintops from plane to plane Living involuntarily under a lying name Sinister thoughts anger my soul Life is like die --- gamble and roll! King of Kings --- the Jack of all trades Wandering aimlessly and cut by the blades The tick tock of the clock wakes me from this sleep Just another horrifying nightmare to keep
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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September 9, 2011 at 10:54 AM
Enjoyed this one very much.
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