The Web Again
The synchronicity follows me
I'm starting to see the web again
In Everything
I feel tapped in
Not that it helps me
It's just worth noting..
Like she said
That time
About the diagnosis
Were it her's
What it would be
Yeah, basically
That's me...
I can feel the undertow pulling
Welling the wave
The crest, and the break
Bubbling under
As I try to weather
The water
Balancing between
Giving my all
And giving up...
My patterns dance before me
Mocking me,
Laughingly
Reflections in the world outside
Disguised by smiles
Signaling would be demise
But I pay attention to the divinations
Read between the lines
Following the signs
Abandoning base desires
As I wear these lies
And autopilot replies
..Quietly
I can't go on as I have
And although I see the path laid before me
I'm unable to set it down
The timing isn't right
I can see the traps
The layers of flaw..
The board and the pawn.
And her
This cracked mirror
This cloud changing with the wind
This heat rising from the wing
This shot with my beer
This whisper in my ear
This promise of all fulfilled that we feel
You are this idea of hope
The one thing I have yet to kill..
You, and I, cannot coexist
You have to die
The kiss with the fist..
The draw
Knowing there's no other way,
but to quit.
Letting go, it gets harder
Egos never die
Losers Winners never try
There's nothing for me here
No love
No hope
No future
No why
This is the death
Of what holds on inside
That which identifies
With what defines
Life
ⓒ 2017 Shawn Michael Quinn
I'm starting to see the web again
In Everything
I feel tapped in
Not that it helps me
It's just worth noting..
Like she said
That time
About the diagnosis
Were it her's
What it would be
Yeah, basically
That's me...
I can feel the undertow pulling
Welling the wave
The crest, and the break
Bubbling under
As I try to weather
The water
Balancing between
Giving my all
And giving up...
My patterns dance before me
Mocking me,
Laughingly
Reflections in the world outside
Disguised by smiles
Signaling would be demise
But I pay attention to the divinations
Read between the lines
Following the signs
Abandoning base desires
As I wear these lies
And autopilot replies
..Quietly
I can't go on as I have
And although I see the path laid before me
I'm unable to set it down
The timing isn't right
I can see the traps
The layers of flaw..
The board and the pawn.
And her
This cracked mirror
This cloud changing with the wind
This heat rising from the wing
This shot with my beer
This whisper in my ear
This promise of all fulfilled that we feel
You are this idea of hope
The one thing I have yet to kill..
You, and I, cannot coexist
You have to die
The kiss with the fist..
The draw
Knowing there's no other way,
but to quit.
Letting go, it gets harder
Egos never die
There's nothing for me here
No love
No hope
No future
No why
This is the death
Of what holds on inside
That which identifies
With what defines
Life
ⓒ 2017 Shawn Michael Quinn
Push
Get out of your head
Get out of the way
Everything you love
Don’t push it away
What will you do?
What will you do?
She tilts a candle to the flame
Smooths out the paper
Writes his name
Collects her thoughts and spills her guts with love
She sends it off
It meets his hands
He reads the words and understands
He tilts a candle to the flame with love
She cuts her hair
She lost her mind
Throws down a fist
And reached for the wine
He combs his hair
Makes up his mind
Threw open the door
He’s hoping to find her there
She saunters home
And wonders if he’s thinking of her
‘Cause she’s thinking of him
That feeling never goes away
The moonlight settles on her eyes
As panic leads her into the lies
Will I ever hear from him again?
Letter in hand
Feeling the twist and the turning inside
For a woman he burns for
The fire is out
Letter is torn
You did this so
Get out of my way
Get out of my head
Mind where you are standing now
You let it get this way
Get out of the way (get out of the way)
Get out of your head (get out of your head)
Mind where you are standing now (you're standing now)
You let it get this way
So you got in your head
You got in the way
Everything you love
You push it away
Maybe it’s you
Maybe it’s you
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