I’m bagging up all my anxiety and existential dread.

I’m  bagging up that nagging feeling that I’m already dead.

Lest I forget that tomorrow’s waiting for me still,

I slowly line up my medication, pill for pill.

Tender embraces, quick exchanges, they keep me alive.

Solitary confinement, an atmosphere you could cut through with a knife.

Man is a social creature, needs comfort and reassurance.

But for life’s innate risks, there’s no insurance.

 

I need to break free, when all the love leaves me behind.

I was told that it’s all going to be all right, I just wonder when.

Lonely, making clay sculptures, I sit in my den.

I need to break free, when I feel like I’m out of my mind.

 

It makes me want to crawl under my covers, cut off,

From all communication, everything turned off.

Listening to nothing but my quickening pulse, a rush of blood to the head.

Is it the world or is it just me that’s inexplicably going mad?

Strings strung together make for a melancholic melody.

And when I look into the mirror, all I see is a parody.

Of what I once was told this life would be like,

What I once was told that I must be like.

 

I need to break free, when all the love leaves me behind.

I was told that it’s all going to be all right, I just wonder when.

Lonely, making clay sculptures, I sit in my den.

I need to break free, when I feel like I’m out of my mind.

 

I call your name but it echoes through an empty room.

Your disappearance is mundane, but it spells doom

On my soul; mourning in the morning and soaked through the bone.

I try to keep the distance, try to go it alone.

For what it’s worth I tried to play this game,

But come what may,  I won’t be tamed.

Will search forever, will never find.

And isn’t that the grind?

 

I need to break free, when all the love leaves me behind.

I was told that it’s all going to be all right, I just wonder when.

Lonely, making clay sculptures, I sit in my den.

I need to break free, when I feel like I’m out of my mind.

Need to break free, when I’m out of my mind

Need to break free, out of my mind

Need to break my mind.

Free.

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