Saturday, December 27, 2008

Boo.

Someday,
One day,
There will be silence

Don't know,
Don't ask,
This pandemonium is sufficient

Questions can fade
Let them fade with the maroon so dull
Spilled all over the ground

Where are the answers?
Where did they flee to?
Hiding,
Disguising,
Lying and deluding

Don't care,
Don't want to correct
The dream so entrancing
Wishing it would last forever

There is no grey
No,
There is neither a rainbow

Colors are mixed so badly
They form chaos

Uneven blotches
Mainly a ugy shade of green
Thick and slimy

Touch it
Feel it?
Taste it
Hate it

Refusal and denial
So close to each other

Desire
Blinding like the light of the Lord
Enough for him to look the part

Status and power
To reign,
To control,
Manipulate,

All of it for none
Other then weaknesses naked to different perceptions
Bare and vulnerable,
The need to hide is created
It is just,
How it is hidden.