Over and Done With
I am....
a politician who dropped the wrong word
a verbal samurai without a sword
a performer with no crowd, but got a full stage
a veritable action to anger and enrage
I'm a lack of potential, a fallen attempt
the human experience from which I'm no longer exempt
the hollowed husk, my empty eyes
what was once the light of heaven
is a feast for the flies
I've sold my dreams, and pawned my lines
I gave away the core and fed upon the rinds
of thoughts and feelings,
-my imaginations peelings-
so now that the spot on the ceiling
is my end point of focus, not my thought's beginning
I dropped my spark and lost the flame
all in the name of impressing another dame
To give it up, to empty the cup
and purposefully put on the chains
of recreational oppression to relate
'enough is enough'
the chapter's over, it is the end
there is no final sequel around the bend
the fight is done and they won
-left me in the gutter holdin' the gun-
cuz I lost the will, dropped my drive
just can't move and groove to this new jive
with screams reduced to whispers
and inspiration that's whithered
lay in the heat of the sun and still I shiver
I'm tired and lazy and hungry and crazy so
my oh-so-focused final destination
is now left a bit hazy
with my intentions thinned,
my actions sinned
my heart that will no longer mend
and the glow of my soul that now has dimmed
though its still light out
just around the corner lurks
the end of the day
the final scene of the play
and nuthin' left to say
it's time to go, no reason to stay
just leave me here in the corner
...and let me fade to grey
By spyboygreen
© 2008 spyboygreen
(All rights reserved)
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