40 Days     back

woke up to the sound
of a melancholy symphony
of catastrophic fears
that my mind has self imposed
walking through a haze of a
shapeless swarm of vivid colors
seems like forty days
or an hour - I don't know
mind is so unclear
yet I know exactly what I've done
pretending not to hear
what my heart tells me is wrong
looking for a way
to have all my actions justified
i cultivate some friends
who just smile and play along
and then I'm on my way
heart is full of fear
from a paranoiac dispensation
and it does appear
that the devil wants control
headed for the place
where the separation never ends
it's only through God's grace
that I missed a six foot hole