It is this terrifying experience
Knowing I'm delirious
And yet these emotions run amok
There is nothing to do
But out wait the torrent
So sorry
I really realize that I'm crazy
But I'm too big for my shoes
I'm trying so hard to fit
But I know the stitching is coming loose
A toe is sticking out and given time
Much more might make itself known
I understand just how frustrating it is
I can see it all from outside myself
But I feel very much like a bystander as it all unfolds
There is a hole in this bucket
I'm trying to plug if with my finger
But the water continues to trickle out
Still I am afraid to give up and just let it all go
The bucket is filled with blue paint
Could I look down I would see
It spills out below me, colouring the sky
And if I were aware
I could spread my wings and fly
But instead I am falling flailing
As though in some outlandish dream
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