Thought and Time

Thought and time are but the classics for suicide.

Thought and time

The classics for suicide

Maybe if I knew how to live

Maybe then I could survive

 

Because all of a sudden

I don't remember the color of the sky

My lips conform to a single syllabic sound

But what is this pigmented phenomena?

 

I must sacrifice everything

To utilize nothing

A few moments of euphoria

As I let go of the last traces of my sanity

 

Flowers bloom

While I drown myself in agony

The ocean pulls in its tide

 [ with such rhythm ]

While the waves of resentment

Crash on in

A tsunami of violence

 

The window to the soul

Now barred off from use

By Plexiglas-

The new transparent wall of shame

 

And yet the sun continues to rise?

Emotion doesn't register 93 million miles away

 

Rebirth of a lost spirit

Is it reincarnation

Or will it just be bad Karma?