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I have this tendency to somehow stay caught
In the in between
And I can't avoid the realisation
Of never reaching reality
I dream
I sink in the ureality in which I dwell
My whole life is lost
I fight daily with a past that chases me
No matter the amount of sweat
I pour
Running
I'm found
I can't make sense
I'm senseless
And I can't help but like it
Cry at it
I've no hope of salvation
From me
I tried to have a small vacation. It lasted nil. You can't take a vacation from yourself. So,....
Fake a smile
Fake a fist
It is all synthetic
And so it is,
That I hide
I can't abide

By natures laws,

I confide
Contemplate suicide
Darkly, swinging wide

A clock hand

Unto this,
I remiss
Longing greatly,
For deaths sweet kiss

Dark song,

Blackened lips
Fingertips
I served your table,
Pay your tips

Money spent

Membership dues,
You haven't a clue
Real life in truth,
Coloured blue

Black rainbows,

Make your wage
Dance on stage,
Oldened
Turn the page

A tune

Step in time,
Sing your rhyme
Its what they want,
They've paid their dime

Watch it,

See me here
Am I clear
The heat,
It sears

I can't breathe

The air is stale
My skin is pale
And I hang,
From Satans tail
Deity attributions
Are far from my mirror
She touches my heart
Whenever she near
Take her down deep
And hold her inside
I fall to my knees
Tears fill my eyes

Oh to know
The secrets beyond
To bathe in her light
Before I move on
And travel to worlds
That exist in my soul
Engulfed in her love
And never let go...
Traveler Tim
02-15
 Mar 2017 Green Eyed Blues
May
And there were no more clouds above my head,
No more drops raining above my bed,
The sky was clear and I could smile again,
But after the storm, I wanted you again
what is this power you have over me...
I will always feel your presence
Through these quantum
Ethereal waves
These strings they bind
Through our time lines
Beyond the conscious states

Countless questions
Reasoning why
Staggeringly suspect
Those subtle lies

It seems quite complicated
Yet it's as simplistic as can be
Along came a wind of change
And blew two spirits free
...
Traveler Tim
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