Lunacy is freedom.
Solo, burnt, boundlessness.
Run crazy, run
far away and don’t look back
or their claws will sink right through
and capture you.
Cry crazy, cry
louder and harder
so that you pierce their ears
with the sound of your soul.
And laugh crazy, ******* laugh
at their frozen, populated boundaries.
Run lunatic,
Cry lunatic,
Laugh lunatic,
Run, Cry, and Laugh crazy,
because where you’re free they’re not.
Jun 6, 2011
Jun 6, 2011 at 5:45 PM UTC
Lunacy is freedom.
Solo, burnt, boundlessness.
Run crazy, run
far away and don’t look back
or their claws will sink right through
and capture you.
Cry crazy, cry
louder and harder
so that you pierce their ears
with the sound of your soul.
And laugh crazy, ******* laugh
at their frozen, populated boundaries.
Run lunatic,
Cry lunatic,
Laugh lunatic,
Run, Cry, and Laugh crazy,
because where you’re free they’re not.