A Walk Amidst Clouds

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Asylum

Living life in an asylum
Lying among sundries lying around
My used clothes stinking of odor
My cries of yesterdays
Still echoing in my mind and room

I see your face and calm down
Just for the moment though
Before another fit of rage drives me crazy
Knocking out my senses
Smacked blackened eyes staring blankly at the ceiling
As I embark on another round of self destruction.

Drinks aren’t helping here
Drugs ain't either going to subside my pain
Someone bloody talk to me please
My mind is going insane

My fountain of feelings is drying again
This rain further fueling the burgeoning fire
Pumping more poison in my already black and blue veins
I can feel it surge inside me

In this fit of madness
I try to escape from this prison
Dazed & stoned I walk out of it,
Now on the highway in an intoxicated state.

I stand there
In the middle of the road
Silently watching the white light approaching me from distance
I hear a screech and a loud thud
Finally, I am freed
Flying in the sky like a bird.

I smile again
I giggle
Like a child
In a valley of flower
There is my home near the lake
Where clouds brush my hairs
And streams run through my feet.

Finally I am home again,
In this private heaven,
Are you still going to stand outside, God?
Send a smile my way,
I might start loving you once again.

posted by Given To Fly  # 2:08 AM

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