Forsaken Town
With intentions undistinguished
I wander this vaguely familiar
Yet strangely elusive town
With no ambition too accomplish
Lost only in thoughts unknown
Streets I pass are empty with
The mere exception of straight forward
Smiling people who have nothing
Left in their life besides what
Society shamelessly tells them to do
The schoolyard unforgivingly looks
Like a graveyard in my eyes
No giggling children roam
About this part of town
But mere ghosts of the past
Run before my eyes painfully
Reminding me of times before
Memories come and quickly fade
They play like a scene from a
Movie they repeat over and over
Flasing through my mind
In complete and utter detail
But a voice in the back of my
Head says "head back home
It'll all make sense"
"I'm not ready yet" I yell
To myself as I continue
On this empty road
A mysterious force
Blocking all thoughts
Being transmitted until
I stop, not stop, fall, tumble,
Burgundy blood seeps through
A circle of my worn-in pants
Beginning small getting
Larger and larger as I
Pick myself up off the
Shattered ground and continue
My wearisome journey passing
Things excrutiatingly freshly
Familiar as I head back to my
One starting point and my
Last stopping point I head
Backwards, right through
The forsaken town that
Unfortunately and ironically
Has been made my home
Once I reach my final
Destination I am exhausted
And the dam that held the
Thoughts back breaks
A wave of everything and
Nothing at all hits me
And knocks me down
Overwhelmed and exhausted I
Lie awake unblinking and
Sitting in one place get lost
In the uncharted zones of
Thoughts not comprehendable
By the human mind, I am stuck
In the same position as I
Was before I took my journey.
I wander this vaguely familiar
Yet strangely elusive town
With no ambition too accomplish
Lost only in thoughts unknown
Streets I pass are empty with
The mere exception of straight forward
Smiling people who have nothing
Left in their life besides what
Society shamelessly tells them to do
The schoolyard unforgivingly looks
Like a graveyard in my eyes
No giggling children roam
About this part of town
But mere ghosts of the past
Run before my eyes painfully
Reminding me of times before
Memories come and quickly fade
They play like a scene from a
Movie they repeat over and over
Flasing through my mind
In complete and utter detail
But a voice in the back of my
Head says "head back home
It'll all make sense"
"I'm not ready yet" I yell
To myself as I continue
On this empty road
A mysterious force
Blocking all thoughts
Being transmitted until
I stop, not stop, fall, tumble,
Burgundy blood seeps through
A circle of my worn-in pants
Beginning small getting
Larger and larger as I
Pick myself up off the
Shattered ground and continue
My wearisome journey passing
Things excrutiatingly freshly
Familiar as I head back to my
One starting point and my
Last stopping point I head
Backwards, right through
The forsaken town that
Unfortunately and ironically
Has been made my home
Once I reach my final
Destination I am exhausted
And the dam that held the
Thoughts back breaks
A wave of everything and
Nothing at all hits me
And knocks me down
Overwhelmed and exhausted I
Lie awake unblinking and
Sitting in one place get lost
In the uncharted zones of
Thoughts not comprehendable
By the human mind, I am stuck
In the same position as I
Was before I took my journey.