Chamber of Solitude
-upon the grey clouds
Feel the pressure bump your skin,
riding friendly with the wind;
knocking at your door…
…ready to come on in.
a situation you win-
A situation your in,
Purified of all its helium;
the trip is worth the sin.
Dump the trash in the bin,
your eyes fall asleep…
…Like rain tapping on the tin.
Your own music medley turned song,
your conscience is gone;
It took a vacation…
…To go and get it’s Smile on.
Happy like a grade A class honary,
Averaged appreciation? –probably
in the hidden shadows….
…your life chronological monopoly;
Quite Possibly-
Thoughts are processing logically.
with just a hint of split mockery.
Words fasten themselves…
…for self pre-caution;
Percussion of oxygen,
just stands as a back up option.
-which still remains optional
Qualified of my own mastery,
the art spills drastically;
and my words of action…
…can’t describe this pain of battery.
They string up my bits and pieces,
that’s thrown away…
… Like last weeks Reese’s
I tried to proclaim a thesis;
but it just wasn’t enough,
My heart fell apart like burnt crust;
all was lost with trust…
...dipped into the bucket of “can’t touch”
or even feel,
the pain was too pandemic…
…to even tell whether if it was real.
I take the wheel and steer,
hold you close when you are near;
You take away all of my fears,
Like a magic show…
…I BLINK!
.
.
Then
.
.
you
.
.
Disappear
I Just can’t believe
.
.
…Something so pure could ever leave,
But I guess you can say it was destiny.
I’m going to get another baggy!“damn we’re out…
…shit”