17 March, 2009

Soaring

James Crouch

AWAKE!
What have you done?
Who gave me a shot of adrenaline?
Where”s my hat I need to run
What time is it? 3am?
Why are they all asleep?
Thrown my sleeping pills in the bin
No denying what I am
I”ve got no plan
But I need to go
NOW!
What was that thought I just lost?
They slip by
like millions of feathers
falling from the sky
And I can only catch a few
Still far better than feeling blue

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