Wednesday, 27 June 2012

Experimental Spirit

I let myself into this land
Of never ending nothing
Still that’s something
And I am torn still
Between choosing what’s right
What’s real
Or a make-believe kingdom
That seems far better
Than heaven has ever been
A nightmare that is
Better than a dream
This insidious
This treacherous
This is who have I been
“A troubadour that lives
With a heart gone”
Existence looks down upon me
I suffer from invisibility
Je ne sais quoi
That I don’t have
Will never have
Let me go
Let me be gone
Take me

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