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Demons
I miss miss miss it
savoring the moments
of the morning, my attention
asleep, while I listen sometimes
so I decided today, this deeper issue
of time that I can't get enough of
is to do with me I thought
I can fix it, I can fix him, I can fix all
Silence, silence those hours
not vaccumous, God has spoken,
I cried, and said I can't do without
Absolutely can't,
Indestructible, tall and and on a cloud,
Maybe I should miss it, they keep getting in the
way, everything is so clear, that paranoia, that killing
energy, everyday more glitter disguised the wound
She would fill the time by waiting for the demons, one by one
hoping to catch them in their deception, years in and years out
listening to the voices as slowly I move towards different consciouness
Letting go of the weakness, the lack of light, subsituting God for my demons
I wanna be in God all the time!
Bipolar disorder, alcoholism
I am like Mariyln Monroe
She saw herself dressed in a white dress
her hair auburn red and brown, a Marilyn look a like
shocked and feeling weak, It's the demons she thought horrified
she runs away from another Star that haunts her
Discarnate and personified want my time
the pressures makes her weak so many times
If I can just lie here,
All these names of Monarchs, Icons, Conquerers
take away my inspiration through their demons
that offer things so I could die alone.
