An eternity in the hole
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I saw razor sharp hills tried to climb over they cut my sides I saw a dark ocean swam across with my sins it drowned my conscience Please let me in Please let me in
Spent too long in this hole with the scattered brains of the ancient world
Depression was my friend understood me so well the time we spent writing till he goes his pain my prose
Ideas he'd have ideas he'd take a bastard pessimistic masochistic and sadistic
I saw a haunted beach haunted by Lucifers children only the beach stands between me and my destiny come with me lets swim to the end Spent too long in this place with these people stranger to their souls humanity has been scarred and the world isn't ours an angel told me suicide was painless too many deaths too many angels
Look at the couple in the corner their faces say it all
Pull me out of this black hole before the earth begins to fall Almost out but the ground is soft sinking feeling disappearing in the palm of my hands take me down from this cross crucify me no more Tell me do you suffer with pain? 'Does it come and go?' 'but stay for too long?' how easy to hide
A suffocating street standing alone invisible Screaming like a cayote hound I haven't made a sound Like a volcano bottling it up soon I'll erupt Lava spills offering pain pull me away the people are insane
I saw a black forrest tried to run through but they wouldn't let me out
In this hole i'm blank can't write the words that tore within I try to write the poems of the night but the day takes them away again we can only write the semantics of our past our future holds no ink on the page
Nobody knows their way around everybody lost and found trapped away at sea or on some desserted land making daisy chains in the grass fighting the fatherless sea
20 odd years have passed 20 years beyond our past writing songs about feelings I haven't had and people I've yet to meet 'Have I been here before?' the old man said a ghost inside his head his face was old his voice was cold they chased him away
Inside the midst of my mind are a million of your delicate rhymes songs of your history words of how fate treats me when I'm almost there time keeps me here the ship is almost in agonisingly I watch it sail away again In the distance the memory of your face but I reach out too late be careful as the demons vacate |
Jordan Saxby
Sat 28th Jun 2008 10:08
Very well written poem, it creates a powerful image in my mind of what is happening.
Thanks for sharing this!
have fun,
Jordan