"Threads"

I never thought it would come to this...

The very thoughts that make me cringe...

Every single waking moment in life...

Makes me know that I hang by the fringe...

of my eyes, my ears, my sight, my sounds...

oblivious, stupid, mesmerized, a little crazy...

precious, daring, solemn, a lot like weird...

rusty, bent, tarnished, and a whole lot hazy...

looking back

daring to look back

wondering

wondering why

I try

I live

I die

inside

outside

invincible

invisible

reach in

reach out

forget

no doubt

I doubt

sincerely

seriously

I love

I hate

confuse

my fate

wicker

flicker

candle

like water

for fire

like salt

on the wound

bound

unbound

tied down

upside down

zigzag

acute

obtuse

vertigo

misunderstood

hi-fidelity

electricity

shocked

by the lightning

of everything

unlike

the clones

the plastic people

fake money

fake faces

raw energy

caught beneath

the whispers

the newspapers

the city lights

the dreary nights

I lay me down

to sleep

to dream

for when I wake

I have the threads

to hang onto

every day

so what do you say?

say you'll dream

the day away

hang on

everlong....