Treasure Island

petra pen


The annoying rooster crows like clockwork
As if acknowledging my presence
But I've been half awake all my life
past and present

Four lights I see through the windows caged
They want to keep me locked, I want to flirt with my rage
I want to dance with my rage, buy it a drink
Then take it home with me until I feel that warmth sink
Through my chest, through my heart, my veins
I could pull open the bars on the windows,
It would take me some time
Or drill them, break them with hammer,
Then find another rhyme,
I want to fly, they tell me it can't happen
With their logic so boxed and so misshapen
They say they keep me safe with these bars and cages
But what really frightens me is the cage inside the cage
(Where resides my poor little soul I guess you could call it)
But I know I can fly, I have a deal with gravity
I call it friendship, some call it insanity
And as I watch the four lights shamed by the sun
Slowly rising on the hill, intimidating as flock
I notice tonight they forgot to lock my door
I'll prove them wrong now, conforming bored
So I find an open window and I take a deep breath
Scratch that, I lied, I jumped right out of the bat
I've been anxiously longing for this moment patiently
And now the patience is gone as I FLYYYYYY PASSIONATELY
For a second..
Gravity lets me down, literally and otherwise
The world consists of Brutuses and now I'm in deep Scheisse! !
I expect my heart to explode before I touch down
Another myth, another letdown
Everything's a lie and lies are illusions
And illusions are illusions, nothing is real
My skull crashes in pieces, I doubt it will heal
And as I crash down, the last sound I hear
The annoying rooster crows
At least he knows his purpose

Submitted: Monday, August 04, 2014
Edited: Monday, August 04, 2014

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