Thoughts used to ebb in flow
Or stand in line
Waiting patiently
To escape my mind
Nowadays its not that way
Every minute of everyday
Seems so crowded
Jammed packed
Thoughts rush the gates
I can’t hold them back
My hand trembles over the keys
What must I say to fill the need
What must I do to cage this beast
Or should I just set it free
You can feel the tension
Read my angst
Now all I need is some space
A little time
Maybe vacation
Kick off my shoes
Sit on the couch wit the PlayStation
Eat some carbs
Drink a brew
Sleep for a week
What else to do
Go back home introduce my city
To this silk and purple man its pretty
Lose myself in an afternoon
Take a flight off to the moon
Give my kids a silver spoon
They so copper I don’t know what to do
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Torrey said,
September 27, 2011 at 11:08 pm
Keep going baby bro…