In a State of Immense Boredom
A deep hunger rests over my soul
as I look to the bridge I see a towering troll
falling, falling, into this crack
deep darkness, happiness I lack
Longing for a breif scene of play
wantingto lounge in that hay
forever wanting whats out of reach
rather be drinking bleach
Oh, my heart, my soul
my life, my role
Gone! It slips away
all the people shout horray
They all want to destroy me
break me down, I forget to be
Existance transcends all time and space
As if im competing in a race
Forget and forgive, thats what they say
fight and destroy, thats how they play
Hypocrites, pessimests, no longer missed
I run away, blindly, into the mist
No, yes, indecision, its a jest
forever with life being a test
I can't take this mess
I don't want to feel less
But I must they make me
Destroy the tree!
they shout at thee
No longer to be.
GONE! Dissappear
Into my head, I reappear
Forever to stay
locked in this way.....
Copyright © Kenzie Johnson | Year Posted 2008
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