Reaching out beyond the light
Seeing shit that’s out of sight
But they say it ain’t right..,
Not so true
Not real the surreal..,
Haven’t got a clue.
Lost to the dark of night
Blindly begging for a debut - the spotlight -
Lookin for an invite;
something to steal..,
Something shiny - something bright.
As insight becomes overly complicated
Anticipated, impregnated, exhaustively debated
Savagely destroyed by the wit of our own words -
Curbed by the absurd; Oversight becomes inflated;
Dreams to be repealed – Upheld on appeal –
Thoughts perturbed - Harmony vacated.
Sam spins the Big Wheel looking for something "real"
Something he doesn't have to feel
Get in the way of everyday affair
Don't want to understand - Don’t want to think..,
A full bottle of pills.., and another drink.
But then to give up life
Not just once.., but again and again
Escape this nonsense
The Lies – The Cries
Always to deprive - Nothing to depend.
He dies - not across the Great Divide
No heavenly flight - No UtraBrite
Only more mundane strife
Most times with another job
And another wife.
Usually different but always the same
Recycled brain - goes by another name
One he could no longer afford -
Got too damn bored..,
Chasing his ass - Norditrack rash
Just hoping to be adored.
Forced to repeat without shame - without acclaim
Hides himself away; promises to obey
On hands and knees begging for someway -
Someday.., something even swell
And please god – for god’s sake - don’t send me to hell.
Hangs himself only to quantum leap onto another heap
Dirty laundry and smelly feet..,
Got confused - needs a new rule
And went where you can die
On-the-fly..,
And then come back too!
Like having to repeat in school
Shit becomes so much clearer even for a fool.
Reincarnation sweeping the nation -
Like a Dr. Who regeneration -
Kill yourself here and hope for a better station
At a different address - On a different street
Go all-in on another creation
Just switch and repeat.
Till he finds himself going nowhere fast
Cause this ride never ends – it is going to last
Complete with all the misery - all the deceit..,
Burdened by past trash - no relief.
And as they say
Where you go; There you are..,
Not so cliché – not so bizarre.
Free your mind – doesn’t cost a dime
Can happen at any time.., enlightening.., sublime.
Dump the trash of the past -
No longer to harass..,
Need to focus with intensity -
With integrity -
When playing with extra-sensory
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