Alisaura
Blue Crack Supplier
It's gone it's gone
it's fucking gone
my eyes won't focus any more
within I am without it
words chase words until meaning and feeling dissolve
two sides of my brain no longer resolve
the world of my dreaming will not revolve
within me
I see the grey and the grey
a bubble of fortitude separates by
a sensible nonsense wreaks havoc without
within all is calm and grey and devout
within me without me
the schism has grown
the seeds of ideas vainly are sown
on barren ground, desert sound
winding down, and down
and
down
Without me.
it's fucking gone
my eyes won't focus any more
within I am without it
words chase words until meaning and feeling dissolve
two sides of my brain no longer resolve
the world of my dreaming will not revolve
within me
I see the grey and the grey
a bubble of fortitude separates by
a sensible nonsense wreaks havoc without
within all is calm and grey and devout
within me without me
the schism has grown
the seeds of ideas vainly are sown
on barren ground, desert sound
winding down, and down
and
down
Without me.