It's Midnight
Its midnight againin my mind
Its midnight again
and I am blind
I can't figure out which way is out
what's up or down
just round and round
It's not safe inside my head
its substance like wood
A disorienting hallucinatory quality of a dream
the essence of a drug
Everything's pooling
like paint around my ankles
and images linger
from the painting's they came from
Deceptive phantasms dissipate and reappear
illusions of a feverish dream
my mind is out of gear
Its midnight again
its everywhere
Its midnight again
I'm afraid I fear
The thermometor's broken
I know its wrong
I'm sick! I'm sick!
I'm not where I belong
I'm waiting, waiting for my own cumbustion
I'm locked away in my own assumption
listless and still in a whirling madness
its all I can do to escape the sadness
I don't want to be naked in the rain
I don't want to be hopeless in all the pain
I'm standing on Saturn to watch Jupiter explode
My eyes curiously open
as the debris grows and glows
Its midnight again
where do I go?
Its midnight again
and I'm running slow
My back is full of tattooed memories
I can only see in a backwards mirror
My feet they hurt with a rugged callous
I run on coals to escape the fire
Everything's warped
Quick! Repair me fast
replace broken bones
with sticks or glass
Its midnight again
show me your smile
Its midnight again
for miles and miles
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