I'm here today - possibly gone tomorrow.
My water is shut off - my spiritual fountain seems dry as well
My mind is stagnant - a spirit that doesn't seem to be moving either
I am in a place that I have been in a while - visiting old friends errr demons
Think I could melt into the center of the earth - taking my psychosis with me
I feel truly, utterly, impossibly, tragically invisible - truth not seen with the naked eye
The fishbowl has become too small - my tolerance, patience and kindness tiny in portion
My tongue feels like cotton in my mouth - words are sticky like spiders webs
Head pounds - heart barely beats
Fingers move of their own accord across the lifeless keys - me barely moving at all really
Moving through the motion of my life at a sloth's pace - feelings seem like molasses
Interactions less than desired - interactions always expected, no excuses
God, please not another emotion - God, please give me more emotion
I'm sick of your diseases - drowning in the side affects of my own
My inner self is diaphanous - delicately sheer tears threaten to fall
Could curl into a ball in this room - there is no room for "inactivity"
My reflection mocks me at every turn - Turning my eyes to avoid the expectation
I could die this lonely inside - my euology mocks me to wait it out
The roaring fire of the Spirit - merely a bleak smokeless ring of black inside
I have run so very far from it - I have gotten nowhere
Unsure of whose I am - tired of always trying to figure out my destination
My mind wanders to thoughts of how easy it could be - reality laughs and simply stares at me
I need ignition soon - combustable explosion is the only way to live
Rise like the mystical Phoenix from the ash - covering my head till all is gray
Where to now - waiting for a jump start to a dead battery
A spark - a jolt - a nudge - a sigh - a glimpse - a Truth - an embrace - a wholeness
