Behind my eyelids
Lives a world of bliss kids
Swallowing clouds
Making flowers into sinking sounds
Baths made of popcicle blood
Marshmallow flood
Curtains open with each day
Together all those behind my eyelids start the play
My emotions a ballet
My reason a matinee
Twirling as one in an unforgiving sway
Bongo bursts
Swimming in verses
Lashes shade
As setting suns fade
Bliss kids never rest as the war in my soul carries on
Painting peace with each yawn
I lay down to sleep
As the bliss kids knitting sheep
Out of felt
Things felt, hearts melt
Blurred blossoms overcome this battle and as the moon sighs
Bliss kids ride
Oct 21, 2012
Oct 21, 2012 at 12:21 PM UTC
Behind my eyelids
Lives a world of bliss kids
Swallowing clouds
Making flowers into sinking sounds
Baths made of popcicle blood
Marshmallow flood
Curtains open with each day
Together all those behind my eyelids start the play
My emotions a ballet
My reason a matinee
Twirling as one in an unforgiving sway
Bongo bursts
Swimming in verses
Lashes shade
As setting suns fade
Bliss kids never rest as the war in my soul carries on
Painting peace with each yawn
I lay down to sleep
As the bliss kids knitting sheep
Out of felt
Things felt, hearts melt
Blurred blossoms overcome this battle and as the moon sighs
Bliss kids ride
