Monday, 9 September 2019

Dense


Since when did my head start feeling so dense
the dots still connect, but they don't make sense
draw lines inbetween, but the picture comes out unclear
am I getting old or is this payback for a past on the beer

Since when did I struggle to speak
I find too many words want to unleash
head awash with too much clutter 
an over-running gutter, causes the speech to stutter
flooded my mind, a torrential rain
the words. Lost in that grey matter storm drain

Since when did I find myself lost in a daze
just pacing the pathways, mind turned to grey
searching for colour in this greyscale life
in need of a rainbow to brighten the sky

Since when did I lose myself and where did I last see him
was it declining health or the skies turned grim
did he stay in the past with his heart broken open
No, he took a leap into the future to find his world re-awoken
If I saw him in a mirror would I recognise the image staring back
only way to tell is to ride the surprises time throws on the track


Thanks For Reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

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