Pass Myself
I passed myself
coming down stairs
straggled hair
dirty toy bear.
I passed myself
spiralling down
dirty, battered
Jaded old clown
I passed myself
Deep underground
Permanent frown
soles going brown
I passed myself
fleeing the light
relentlessly bright
The lunatic night
I asked myself
who do i see?
feeling me breathe
I scarcely believe
coming down stairs
straggled hair
dirty toy bear.
I passed myself
spiralling down
dirty, battered
Jaded old clown
I passed myself
Deep underground
Permanent frown
soles going brown
I passed myself
fleeing the light
relentlessly bright
The lunatic night
I asked myself
who do i see?
feeling me breathe
I scarcely believe
posted by Ultra Toast Mosha God at 8:54 AM
3 Comments:
I must shamefully report this is over my head at the moment. I will give it a good mulling and then respond again!
Yeah.
I'm not 100% sure either.
I think it's about detaching from yourself and being able to perceive damaged aspects of your character, but not actually being able to clearly define what the damage is.
Yeah, I love it when they take on a life of their own and what you had intended is not where you ended.
I blame it on ryhme scheme
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