Saturday, March 17, 2007

The day he came back....

He's awake and they're all sleeping
which is funny because he's the one thats dreaming
that life exists outside the high
that he is someone in the morning sky

the drugs confine him, they define him
they hide the fact that his lifes so dim
the night is his stage, he dances his dance,
he feels the high becuase he took that chance
but the world keeps, won't stop but he can't see
and when the night fades, he ceases to be
and the demons come out and they sing their songs
sweet whispers telling him that he's gone
and the battle begins, lessons to be had
they sing to him, one good angel, one bad
but when day fades to night, so do their songs
he takes the drugs and their songs are gone
and he's free to exist, free to just be
free to be high, free to see
the music will dance, the pills will pop
because he can't see the reason to stop.

today he saw. (November 15, 2007)

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