( Ramblings & Rants )
( RAMBLINGS & RANTS )
Heh heh, Sometimes I drink Holy Water, Trying to chase away my pain .
And although the sun beats down on me, inside there’s days of rain .
It’s a paradox of problems, which have haunted me since birth .
Like how I try to reach the sky, with hands both full of earth .
I feel that I’m within a vise, built by those who wish to keep .
Up all night I try to free myself, still waters run so deep .
Its like the calm before the storm, or a match before its flame .
I’ve felt the heat of love again, I can never be the same .
I smile like a lunatic, paddling towards the crest .
In a life were you go east long enough, you end up way out west .
I don’t believe these thoughts I think, till I return to them to read .
Please don’t try to find the sense, you see there is no need .
Just a page of rampant ramblings, by a man escaping pain .
An exercise of renewed health, a cleansing for my brain .
I like to think thru twists and turns, a path were few will stray .
That vise is starting to let go, at last I’m on my way .
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