How Do I Find My Way Out?

How do i find my way out?
Do i shout?
What if there’s no one there
except myself, echoing…

I SCREAM
wallowing a cave that stretches until death
Hollowing- It births again

How do i find my way out?
Do i shout?
What if there’s no one there
except myself, echoing…

I BEAM- an impregnated mental illness
I sing to them feelings- Chosen to flow
through, through, threw me
I thought i knew me but i find me
blooming
In the caverns of my soul
Unknown
I roam homeless
Calling for wholeness
In a tunnel I shudder. It’s so cold here.

How do i find my way out?
Do i shout?
What if there’s no one there
except myself, echoing…

YOU seem
Quietly perfect
CHOSEN your hands guide me to
a loneliness
Vulnerable, a mess
The clocks ticking, I’m running out of time
Projecting, contrasting- sublime
A contact I try to mime
Overloaded
exploded
eroded
Bless the head that imploded- A big bang.

How can i find my way out
Do i have to shout
what if there’s no one there
except myself, echoing…

Nobody knows the silent witness
Suffering invisible
Whispering each breath born
A death
I SCREAM
spiraling- One ring
Rings rings rings
Each step closer yet further back
Back Inside
Stabbed- I had clarity
In insanity processed dreams
Teams potential
I am ready rolling in a mental
Asylum- tell them I’ve gone now
Lost to this world

How do i find my way out
Do i shout?
What if there’s no one there
except myself, echoing…

Please bring
crystal clear water
to water the parts of my heart
wanting to start again
not the parts building walls
bring the rain
bring the rain
You sing to me of pain
And i share I care
I stare into your black pools
Mirroring ancestry lines
Crimes Fines Times of mystery
Mines of symmetry
gems stolen
Rolling to hands split
from central pits where all the energy sits
Waiting

How can i find my way out
Do i have to shout
what if there’s no one there
Except myself, echoing…

Gut pull
Lulls magnetic
Head axed
Wilt
and, dealt storms
which wash the pearls on shore
Golden holding Treasures
That out measure an easy day of mundane
Insane in the tame
Wishy washy ways
In which we play
Brave to dance in thunder
Wonders of the world
A universe
One song a curse
To move us all, riding the stars
There’s no way off
Weather, Soft, Melting or Hard rock.
Behind a lost lock.

How can i find my way out
Do i have to shout
what if there’s no one there
Except myself, echoing…

Sightless as the mole that grows
the eagle from his toes
that turn the holes to light
and eats dirt.
sensing, paving ways
New rules rising
Alive in
Volcanoes
growing un-imaginable
beyond reasonable
A seasonal episode.
From dumping grounds
Making material rounds, around
Hounds as wolves on mountains
fountains of clues
Singing blues on roundabouts

How can i find my way out
Do i have to shout
what if there’s no one there
except myself, echoing…

In a square room
Blooming overdue
with no one to admire
or acquire my beauty
A room empty
With plenty to harvest
And rustle without winds
Where do i begin
to breathe
In dust caked- I cant blink, cant think
Years left to be
Just me With me
Defensive in nature I’m lured into water
SENSORY over-mature
Cured in love
wrapped in arms above, below, within
I want to swim in your wilder- ness
Leave this mess

How can i find my way out
Do i have to shout
what if there’s no one there
except myself, echoing…

A swing
Eternally to jump from
Landing in pools
Falling
Trusting
to Float
and bring signs when its time to move on
Hope believes in the beginnings of eternal death
Left to go right
To take paths out of sight
Surrendering without fight
In facts of frozen mazes
That need telescopes to see in hazes
Un revealing
stealing true tangible
surfaces to leap on- un-manageable
angels have wings- they bring the steps only imaginable
to our children
without feeding the fear of falling
I’m calling out, dumb.
Broken thumbs.
A nest foreseen, in foreseeable
mediation
free with limitation
exasperated

How can i find my way out
Do i have to shout
what if there’s no one there
except myself, echoing…

A mirror.
A bringer of eternal damnation until i break them ties im too tired
to break and wake from slumbers needing to sleep eternal
verbal circles
Miracle mirage on walls
Internal
Fall Fall Fall
I lay at the bottom of the well looking at the stars

How can i find my way out
Do i have to shout
what if there’s no one there
except myself, echoing…

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