#$%&!

#$%&!

A Poem by bkp

Aeroplane,
          watch me drift up in the same lame stupor
i've been in     i'm in it     i'm winning      not grinning
i'm smiling because i've found the sunshine again

Not touchin' the ground   i don't know how
         got lost for a minute   i'm back   let's kick it
grown tired of the monotany   it's gotten to me
in my brain    creepin' up      fillin' cups
so i can push it back down    onto the ground
          drownin' in alcohol   ask for more      knowin' what's comin'
but i'm like                    f**k it       i don't feel nothin'

Right now i'm back up    but i don't think it's luck
          that got me here       fucked       it sucks
it was my lack of fear that steered me here
be responsible     not possible   the night is young
where's the fun?

Here in my bed        oh s**t    my head
           it was all a dream?             come clean
What happened?

Oct 21, 2010

© 2011 bkp


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Thrill, SC



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