The Haunting in the Attic of the Mind....Hidden Dreams and Desire that will never be fulfilled...

A Dick

about being addicted

One foot forward, the other foot planted

Pivot to change the situation, 

Turn away wish away the events 

that have made all this happen

Tripping over you as I trip on my own problems

I got you now, and you're always safe - 

Now I throw out the life preserver, and throw up four fingers

Preserving and perservering 

from OxyContin oceans

One sniff 

Two

Break the lines; One for me and one for you

( I have failed as your refuge; your personal savior)

Now we ride in the same boat, down the same stream 

Both following the same insane leader

A helping hand doesn't slip

or loosen the grip

the bond grows stronger and tighter

with every obstacle we've hit.

Falling from the sky

without a chute

Highter than the sky; without an escape route

Help? I'll help - (need some myself)

My Wings were clipped, 

They stay broken - 

Scar tissue holds that wound together;

Strength is captured in the 

pain we endure

or the pain that we don't wish to remember

So how do we do this? We'll make it, I'm sure - 

I've got your hands;

Hold them close

Hold your heart with a tighter grip than could ever be satisfied

By a Dose

Struggle - nervous meltdown

And I still wonder why 

I feel the cold

Abdorb the rain

And tightly hold the hand 

of the man Who knows me for who I am.

The FOUR; the Foul - 

A heartbroken face that still wears a smile-

My every day mask

Soon, all this will pass

and once again, the fire that ignited my soul and warmed my spirit

Will be doused in kerosene-Flames will rise from this chaos

And turn this habit to ashes.

 Burn away the toxins

and let me meet myself

Again.

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Baby, you belong to me

 A drive the lifeboat

that we float on

I keep steering us into oblivion and shallow water

With a leaky vessel

Who will jump from this ship

And abandon Hope

though riddled with holes and punctured 

like the wounds of broken souls

(bleed slow)

Wings are scarred; mind is stressed and tattered

But with you, baby - love is all that matters  

We'll stay afloat

even when that lifeboat proves full of holes

Hold you safely near my heart, every night 

(like I did from the start)

And no matter how broken your soul was, 

I'm here to mend your scars.