late night banging out thoughts i'm restless
a mess with everything i said soulsonic pitch a missing piece of me
who was it i did see - speaking ... no freaking
me
i floated for the moment over head my body ..... living or dead?
wondering why i was in a shouting match with .....
given the moment i flew off in the moment
automated words stuck on play or maybe a record skipping back events of the day
fu stupid can't you pull it together
ego's are a terrible thing to lug around they like to feed you lines
and when they're bruised they do the most damage
my thoughts are jumbled forgive me
sleepless nights are taken in me
i sit beside an empty chair and whisper begin .....
please