Thursday, April 28, 2005
Poetry Break 1
STRESS
-D. V. Castagna
Why can't you see
that all that you do or say
is annoying me,
voices surround me,
words confound me,
escape from misery?
Thoughts of swimming in a bottle
or spike in my vein,
can they
keep me from going insane?
Or push me further along the edge
of death & life
causing more strife
razor against wrist
can end all of this
& deliver me to bliss
these thoughts are hard to resist
a fleeting idea of happiness...
There is no way out
There is no way out
There is no way out
.............. no way out
Life drains away in silence
& I ask justwhat was it all about.
-D. V. Castagna
Why can't you see
that all that you do or say
is annoying me,
voices surround me,
words confound me,
escape from misery?
Thoughts of swimming in a bottle
or spike in my vein,
can they
keep me from going insane?
Or push me further along the edge
of death & life
causing more strife
razor against wrist
can end all of this
& deliver me to bliss
these thoughts are hard to resist
a fleeting idea of happiness...
There is no way out
There is no way out
There is no way out
.............. no way out
Life drains away in silence
& I ask justwhat was it all about.
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I am feeling you on this stress issue. I think these would make great rap lyrics. Don.
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