Somewhere In Life Is Love

Psychosis Versus Necessary Descretion

Psychosis/Discretion

Constantly I find myself staring
Out of windows into the night’s sky
As if searching for something
I know
It’s bound to come
Something comforting
Soothing
Beautiful as the bright morning sun
Shining overhead
I wonder if it will ever…

When did he die?
Who
Your friend
Two years ago
Do you miss him
Desperately
Did you love him

Did I love him?
By this psychosis you are looking for solutions
That lives within the very fabric of sin
You are challenging my morals with my standards
Wanting to open doors that have no key
What you are asking is that I reveal a mystery
Which has haunted my dreams and elated my nightmares
Dare I answer you and become what you know I am
Or I deny myself to save my salvation

I don’t follow you?
Did you love your friend?
I loved him as a man loves another man
And how is that?

How is it that you love your son?
Or your brother?
You are trying to get me to say something
Yet all that I have said was left in confession
Are locked within closets in my head
And stay with God as I pray about my demons every night
What is it you are after
As you dig, I am left with holes without dirt
Therefore you are digging my grave
And asking me to jump in and hope for swathing

What’re you implying?
What are you hiding?
Nothing
If you want me to help you, you must tell me the truth
I am!
Then look at me
why
So I can see your eyes
I can’t
You must

No!! Never will I disclose the secrets of my cave
Reveal the inner-most sanctum of my heart
My vulnerability
My variable weakness that has created my Earthly hell
I float through life as a ship without a sail


To understand my words, you must first understand my mind. Balik737