Second Skin

By Laura Dee Battle
January 23, 2015

Distantly it seems to fade into the sunset 
All those life or death situations now seem underwhelming 
The online battle cries used to feel like such a threat 
Why do I buy the very things their oppression is selling?

It's starting to feel entirely pointless and crude 
Indulgence is the currency upon which we survive 
It doesn't make sense anymore to keep up this feud 
At war with the world, but do I have to fight to feel alive?

I have a picture in my head of everything I need
And increasingly it seems to involve nothing but peace 
Machines and tv take me away from the misery in me
It's nothing but foreplay to me without a release 

I've had all the tools I could ever hope to use 
There is no longer an excuse to keep avoiding the truth 
I've tried it all before with nothing to show but a bruise 
The scar in the front of my mind that tainted my youth 

The reflection of shiny things and home furnishings 
Isn't there more to life than the emptiness I see? 
I used to have it all without having a single thing 
The less that I possess, the more I'm feeling free 

Just gimme shelter from the noise in this place 
The world that I live seems seems to be a disgrace
Where am I to go with the currents I face?
I'm swimming with the koi, up the stream at our pace 

I'm swimming forever
Away from that place...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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