Detach
Breaking away
From superior gazes
I don't want to hold onto
As they judge the descent
That I walk through in phases
Imagined or real
Paranoia revealed
By meeting their eyes
So I shot out the lights
Embracing the dark
Of untouchable slights
Spiralling downward
To meet with the night
Where no-one can see me
Where no-one can hear me
Where no-one can 'save' me
From whatever the truth is
That sticks in and bleeds me
From superior gazes
I don't want to hold onto
As they judge the descent
That I walk through in phases
Imagined or real
Paranoia revealed
By meeting their eyes
So I shot out the lights
Embracing the dark
Of untouchable slights
Spiralling downward
To meet with the night
Where no-one can see me
Where no-one can hear me
Where no-one can 'save' me
From whatever the truth is
That sticks in and bleeds me
posted by Ultra Toast Mosha God at 1:58 AM
2 Comments:
Painfully honest? Definately getting into Phillip K. Dick territory here, which I don't think is a bad thing.
"Paranoia revealed
By meeting their eyes
So I shot out the lights"
Maybe reversing this line with
"Embracing the dark
Of untouchable slights"
Would lend greater flow? I don't know, those are my sensibilities anyways. I hope my critiques don't violate freedom of expression. I like this.
Yeah, I like that better.
Thanks!
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