I laid down to sleep...
Blissful feeling lie inside,
Dreams become a battle ground,
between the heart and mind,
My soul can't decide.
The indecisions drive me mad.
I hate the feeling...
the confusion...
the pressure..
of having to make a decision.
Why do things have to be,
so Black and White,
Feelings and thoughts,
aren't to be categorized,
And labeled.
It's all just too complex,
A mess... your meddling with.
A ticking time bomb,
You can't disengage,
Your setting it off,
Creating the fire,
The anger,
the feeling of Human Combustion,
in my dreams....
I rather ignore...
Slide away...
Subside between into the subconscious
Awaken Bitter.
Written by:
Toodles
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