Fugitive soil - crystal cloudA Poem by Azsa WildBalance of suicidal thoughts and euphoric thoughts and facing reality and Identity.
You can't say I wouldn't do it
Can't say you know me that well You could take the knife away Lock the bottles up and flush the pills Still, you know I keep running up that hill And some fuckers always waiting to knock me down Ignorance is bliss, they must be blazing up Laid back in a bubble of purple haze Isn't survival of the fittest The timeless craze I just wanted to sing baby, oh I just wanted fun honey Create a cheap thrill sugar An even tho it's a throat worth a thousand a minute There's just no media beauty trade in it If I'm not moulded If I'm not controlled The fascination gets cold It's no fun they say His soul isn't sold You can't pray I wouldn't sin infinitely Can't lay the cards on the table and win You could cheat lie and steal for me But my love has only ever come willingly So I can listen to let it be An still hear the bullet enter Lennon Ignorance is bliss, they must be blazing up Laid back in a bubble of purple haze Isn't survival of the fittest The timeless craze I bet those shards make for comfort Never had the desire to smoke it It won't be the drugs that come undone I was trying to be Buddhist, Scientologist, Christian It's just the cosmos dark humour "Religion" Drank long Drank Rough Drunk in chains You can numb the jester but every stitch remains Job to job they called it lucky I was paid in corruption and tomfoolery Thank f**k I never joined a distillery Nothing still in a place of aquired tastes It's a man's mans mans world Although I have a feeling God is a Woman (These times a tenderness entity) I believe we go beyond this I believe we live beyond rags and fists We are here to educate each other Too fascinated with technology and a virtual lover Oh I believe we exist for reasoning we desire Oh yeah I receive what I ask the universe to bless me Still I'm just a bird on the wire Maybe we were left here Left to decay An Still Tomorrow will be born Why would you worry today? It's killing me, so many songs I need to record Talented musicians where are you? Are you "bored"? I'd take the blood sweat and tears to give what I got Although we are lost in the age of the bot Can you look in my eyes can you see my soul Can we communicate on deeper levels What happened to freedom.fighters artistic rebels Am I losing my mind for the better Or do I belong on another planet Left behind Or is every sip, every spiritual trip Every nightcap of unconditional love Another step On the stairway to heaven.... Ignorance is bliss, they must be blazing up Laid back in a shadow of fruity smoke Isn't survival of the fittest The timeless craze Ignorance is bliss, they must be suiting up Laid back in a clique of funded faux pas Isn't survival of the fittest The timeless craze Ignorance is bliss, they must be dying inside Laid back in a life externally lush internally empty Isn't survival of the fittest The timeless lie Here I am, take me now If I am not what you asked of me Here I am, free me or chain me down Just tell what am I living for What am I living for I know who I like to believe I know what So push me til you teach me I need to know what I am worth Strangers are intrigued Some wish for my death Some pray for my health Many gloat of unforeseen wealth Expectations running high When my voice echoes to the night sky When my body sets alight the stage No religion No race No gender No age A state of mind, i find A state of mind, I find A state of mind, I find.... myself in An when I wake up A state or grace and abyss I find myself... Living. © 2019 Azsa Wild |
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1 Review Added on March 13, 2019 Last Updated on March 13, 2019 AuthorAzsa WildAdelaide , South Australia , AustraliaAboutSpotify: Azsa Wild Numinous Asylum By Labyrinth Productions Stage Name: Jolie Mystique "No Age No Race No Religion Lets Respect each others admission and make a submission" more..Writing
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