I'M Drifting Off
Why I stay in the place for the face of a blurry I see
Telling me I should follow not my dreams
The path behind its door is to be for me
Or I should follow my dreams I swear I scream
But the bloodstream as me
Hell feels better for a sinner I am
In the place of a heaven should I
But the mistakes to the flaws are my jam
The sun is not lovely as the moon
My dreams soon fade to you
I am a ghost for I am gone in the afternoon
A blue world get the clues I leave for you
This castle I bare in shall I stare at the pictures
For a life of fun or a life of mistakes that hunt me Everyday
My future is a veering steering spiral
I loss the control to the wheel
For defeat I will
Be it thrill nor be it kill
I feel the words begin to lose their meanings to me
These poems I wrote are nothing to be
So the sky is the home I seek shall
The ground be a grave myself
My wings are gone I fall
Through the hall I'm nobody else.
Written 8/30/15
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