Frigid

Why live on some easy street

when ya got your own two feet

to find you a new slow beat

and run from that cage in heat

trapped like a paraquit

dying on confusion's street

with your own two good feet

slowly running from a catchy beat

welcome to a pure defeat

never get away you're sheep

dream the principled sleep

again awoken for an easy treat

then running for a simple feat

(suffer)

in the waking embarrasment

running someone else's dream

you fall into a caustic beat

agreeing with the viscous minds

dying over false timelines

welcome to my mind unsound

concious of it all around

until nothing's left unbound

still pretending an easy street

dying to catch this beat

(suffer)

and welcome to a world in heat

shaped in an icy box

I am a meat popsicle

Author's Note

Reviews

[Ana B.]

hmmm, having a percipient mind is like being lost in a edge less dimension, when you think you figured it all out, but then, all this complicated simplicities...loved reading it. Very well done

[Davidgeo]

Glad you liked it

[Jenny Leigh]

Very nice. Nice flow and rhythm to it as well.

[Davidgeo]

Thank you. I kinda ripped it off the music video underneath it. Creativity is not my strong suit this week. I am struggling.

[Jenny Leigh]

Everyone struggles from time to time.