the world is an amusement park. A broken down, rusty amusement park |
on a ferris wheel of emotions for a moment, it is like i am getting somewhere only to be pulled back into dismay stuck at the highest point now a rickity bar separating me from the oblivion of things i dare not feel a violent swirl of angry hues bubble towards me it's slow mechinical voice taunting me with all my shortcomings hoping i am lost enough to lean in to it's words one wrong move and i will be drowning forever so i remind myself to breathe, focus on a breeze dry these tears to sand, as I wouldn't want them free finally, my energy is gone, and though i feel heavy i also feel numb I sink into myself, a grey dusty reasoning that will eventually fade away If i had the energy, I would climb down this thing and walk away from this carnival of doom god i pray this is all a test, that theres a deeper reason here come up come up come up I know life has something in store a depression blurs my vision which i will clear in front of others this will pass and come and pass and I will remain iron fresh paint hiding the rust see how i hold it together while fading to dust |