disorganized speech and thinkingA Poem by Mem
they all passed away
those colourful and those who were grey sometimes they stood there with eyes on my chest those who turned on heel and those made their nest cleaned their shoes and stole mine they all passed away as soon as moonshine nothing begins without any reason but i don't have to prove anything to end it up to end up in Plato's prison beginning just like you i got lost on your way do not come back, alone world is the one who end up with me instead of me but everything's undone i didn't cry on my own funeral so they found their reason to kill me again but they all came back and passed away realizing my indifference should i rise or should i stay they tied my legs, fixed their tongues, cut mine they all passed away as soon as moonshine nothing begins without any reason but i don't have to prove anything to end it up to end up in Plato's prison beginning just like you i get lost on your way do not come back, alone world is the one who end up with me instead of me but everything's undone isn't it lovely have nothing to wait for tearing my hair out, do not worry anymore no one poisons me, i don't trust anyone i'm safe, they all passed away but i have no shoes to come undone i'm safe, without shoes and tongue, with my tied legs alone with those who stayed in Plato's cave i see the fire cold fire burning my chest world is the one who gave me consolation prize who made me that sick and safe nest © 2013 Mem |
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Added on June 17, 2013 Last Updated on June 27, 2013 AuthorMemLubin, PolandAboutMem / seventeen / INFP / socialist / a loner A literature lover: Camus, Orwell, Huxley, Kafka, Wilde, Burroughs, Dostoevsky, Bukowski. Music inspiring me: http://www.lastfm.pl/user/buuugman more..Writing
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