Decomposed Reality

Functioning ever so flustering
To these emotions melting by
Stung by invisible tears of sorrow
Words inspired by fast blinking charm
Awaiting the all familiar silent goodbye

Feeling such vehement of disgust
Mirrors unreflective
Mind feeling objective
Cannot fly south
Oh, How cataclysmic is this day?

Skies gray, Clouds black
Rain pouring, Cold hot icy wind scorning
Oh, This existence
I want it back

Too late
Funeral within
Here I am
Dead as an unfulfilled man

No magic pill ever existed
Misunderstood, Shy, Ever so quiet
Laying under this unmarked grave
In a realm where words are created
To make unpleasant sounds

Wake up!
It was only a nightmare

Oh, How it is said dreams can come true
If that is the case
Can nightmares too?

Perhaps there is no such thing as wonderland



Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
12/17/09