*sometimes i sink
to depths of despair
that leave me gasping
for air in claustrophobic spaces
then i hear a voice calling me
to rejoin the chorus of life
sometimes i think it's the end
and that i'm finally spiked and dried
no more clinging flesh or sightless eyeballs
just a mounful song swishing through my skeleton
then i hear a voice urging me on
telling me to rise up and soar
into the blue heavens
where anachronistic melodies play
on rusty harmonicas trapped in gravity
then sometimes i think i'm dreaming
when life bubbles and is exuberant
in my heart that's full of melodious chants*
Dec 10, 2015
Dec 10, 2015 at 3:33 AM UTC
*sometimes i sink
to depths of despair
that leave me gasping
for air in claustrophobic spaces
then i hear a voice calling me
to rejoin the chorus of life
sometimes i think it's the end
and that i'm finally spiked and dried
no more clinging flesh or sightless eyeballs
just a mounful song swishing through my skeleton
then i hear a voice urging me on
telling me to rise up and soar
into the blue heavens
where anachronistic melodies play
on rusty harmonicas trapped in gravity
then sometimes i think i'm dreaming
when life bubbles and is exuberant
in my heart that's full of melodious chants*
