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Not Dead

When people don’t notice you’ve gone have you been a success?
Left with the stumbling thoughts
The hectic no behinds
Aggression from deep within
 Explode (pause) Reactor number 3
No comment and then to shut you down
Off to the rabbit hole
Take a deep breath and slow down
A sharp intake wakes up your heart
Finally it starts
Thank god, not dead
I’m alive
Not dead!

 

My Own Language

Come back to me my ray of light
A bright shine on a dark night
A smiling face through a fog of bitchy haze
Laughter from ear to ear
Something positive for me to hear

 

For Dean Atta

 

 

Smash to the floor


Dieing with my eyes wide shut
I’m lost again
Running but stumbling
Falling slowly
The cracks in the floor
Swallow me whole
It comes alive
To take me in
I fall
Keep falling
I run
But can’t stand it anymore
I don’t wanna stop
To smash to the floor

Screaming at your face
Not looking back at you
Dead in the eyes and from the waist down
Crying and shouting
Trying to tell you
Screaming at you or your face
Smash to the floor