In the black holes where my mind goes
I have starring roles in dead end jobs,
it's a job though and it keeps me from self harming.
The scripts are ripped off from some sixties satire
as is the attire I tire of wearing,
But when the universe is bearing down on me
and what I see are
cataclysmic eruptions disrupting communions,
what real problems do I own?
not even my own
they're pawned to pay the rent.
On the other sides of the side I see
there are many,
many more like me
who look to see another side
when all they have to do is
collapse into a black hole,
take one of the many
dead end any job will do.
enjoy the ride
it's the only real thing left.
Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 6:45 AM UTC
In the black holes where my mind goes
I have starring roles in dead end jobs,
it's a job though and it keeps me from self harming.
The scripts are ripped off from some sixties satire
as is the attire I tire of wearing,
But when the universe is bearing down on me
and what I see are
cataclysmic eruptions disrupting communions,
what real problems do I own?
not even my own
they're pawned to pay the rent.
On the other sides of the side I see
there are many,
many more like me
who look to see another side
when all they have to do is
collapse into a black hole,
take one of the many
dead end any job will do.
enjoy the ride
it's the only real thing left.
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