Standing in the middle of nowhere looking for fire
the dreams of the modern man are scatter in the waste land
she cannot hear my voice in the darkness
i am slowly fading away
finally i see my escape
to escape
to fall into my lunacy. is truly my salvation
i have drowned in her misery for so long
i have forgotten my way home
she has lead me on a journey of madness
ever so consuming
a part of her enjoyed my endless crusade
she also hated me in the same capacity
she has become my asylum
which to escape, i would be hunted down
and tortured for giving chase to my freedom
i will sit here and listen , until she lets me go
Carrie Ann kawa 6/1998
No comments:
Post a Comment