Negativity

I am a softie , I am a ghost
I can not stand who i am
You come alone , and gray showers
sun stopped shining
I am dead sleep in the shadow of past
dont try to get out because you will drown yourself in the mud of uncertainties
dont even wait because time will cut you in half

stumbles and falls, get up but then blinded,
pull and push , run and fight ,
you are not who you are
you are not who you think you are anyway ,

post-sydromality gives me headaches and brushes,
acting like I dont care but it is chasing and eating me alive.
words, thoughts, tilting towards the high end of insanity,
hiding behind the psychedelic walls,
I pressed the black key and vaporized.......

The blueness in Me--with Jeff Buckley

I woke up with a stomach ache
and here you are, the blueness in me
which I have been avoiding and unbelieving
has come , and has never left...
the blueness in me,
embedded in every part of me,
my cells and my blood,
you are wrapped with sweetness and innocence
you give me all the deepest and sleepless nights.
unwind the surface, and you travel afar
embrace you, forbidden you , ignore you, accept you ,
tell me what I can do , in order to live peace with your company .
the blueness in me....