March 03, 2007

Demigod or Prayer

Bless me
while I sit under the shade
of this blazing black cloud
dying to pour into rain

this pain is like an orphan
trapped inside a sheltered home
alone and in my head
its like talking long distance over the phone

longing to feel the real
a symptom of careening fear
sole shrapnels of isolation
buried laughter under tears

the moon is shining through
the window of my soul
as I wake up in the evening
wasted away in alcohol

staring blankly at the light
of motion pictures on the screen
paralyzed on this lazy couch
ouch...don't let out that scream

slip silently into the night
satisfied of the end in sight
bless me
while I fight this fight
don't let me out your fading plight