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Hambre del Alma I guess it doesn't matter that through
water I can "see" things like visions
People laugh at me,
think that I have lost something that was never really there
They tell me they are just dreams, and
there are books out there to explain meanings
I think the books are wrong
And I have towers of them and not a one can sink a bite into me
It's silly really, reading into horoscopes, especially since I
have the foresight of Jesus Christ himself
Yes, last week I had dreamed of death and
the following night I dreamed of children and guns
But I tell no one.
I relieve the secret to no soul, only
suspend myself in the trap of morbid stench
If you ask me, everyone is a time bomb with
a short fuse and the mystery that may ignite it
But people don't want to believe that
Some say they are not capable of such things, yet
they wake up one sordid morning and
put a shiny bullet into anothers lifeline
But the books won't tell you that, and those
who spend their lives studying the matter can't tell you that either
We just carry on,
swallowing our denial during the 7:00 news
Pretending that we are not just as fucked up as the next one
Great Title - Denial
I recently affirmed that I was in the "pursuit of happiness" phase of my life. I was required to denounce or water down the evils and ills around me and my to do list left to collect dust under the guise of "retired" and wilted health. I hear this poem in my heart - I stand in denial - I laugh at you not because it was never really there, but because it was ~~A~~