My Fair Madness
To spread the mind which’s bound
My undiscovered shady wisdom Breaks!
Sharing this game to form the shapes around.
I fell into the sky on my attempt to fly under the ground
I used to be forever lost and never found
I walked two thousand miles
I ran nowhere, wearing someone’s finished shoes, the backway in a hurry, catching meanless smiles,
Across the truthful sandy shore of my forgotten tears of sorrow
Leaving the bloody steps on sharp cold stones which cut my naked feet for yesterday could follow, find me in tomorrow
My bored faith was almost killed with disobeying nerves, was with itself abused, was totally… was fucking used…
My unconsidered expectations were suddenly forbidden and confused
And changed their masks as they were born by pain, controlled by sadness
I used to be ashamed, excited, staring wondered on the other point of my forever hurt and fair Madness.
15/09/2006
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