Purple Fountain
Reaching in the frigid cold
Searching for a hand to hold
To give me hope
To give me strength
In the hallows of my mind
My psyche unwinds
Diving in black water
Trying not to falter
Flirting with disaster
The craving of fame starts to fester
Sometimes feeling like a jester
Dressing up as Uncle Fester
I know there's nothing to fear
But fear itself
Yet still I fear of losing
Everything my heart holds dear
Subjecting the light
To gray skies of doubt & deprecation
I need the strength to fight
The feeling of gravitation towards agitation
Counting stars
On the roof of a car
My heart ajar
My mind afar
Running in bouts of thunder
Lost in childish wonder
Keeping score to all that sores
My heart is numb from social uproar
Indignity & shame
Leaves us to rebel
To shout it on the mountain
To drown the red/blue powers that be
In a violet fountain.
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