Upstream

[allofmypraise]

Tick tock goes the clock
moment by moment bleeding away
until the days are but a mock
reality

Always taking stock
cross examining motives
til I hit the rock
wall

Waiting for a shock
to rouse me, shake me,
but I'm on lock
down

Need you to
move me, break me
pick me up and take me
to the edge

Been swimming upstream
for far too long
growing ever so weary
of being wrong

Its this flesh and blood
weighing me down
immediate gratification
stealing my crown

The 100 ft drop is drawing near
I hear the rush ahead

War waging in my soul
either way I lose
flesh or freedom
which will I choose?