Meaning at all, Lacey Overbaugh [reading list .txt] 📗

As kids we played pretend
Wherever we went
Our minds were open then
To all the things we've been
Who we are
Is not who we were
Our spirits are old
Sagging tree limbs
Fruit hanging on the ends
Its our own creation
Festering mutation
Of what we began
Before us, where we stand
Just waiting to fall off
And land on something soft
To sink into the ground
avoiding sight and sound
Making more room
For another little bloom
We divide our essence
As we learn our lessons
We clean up the mess
And search for happiness
We will tangle our webs
Around what each other said
And we will fight
Just to survive
We will mold together
And wonder if there ever
Was meaning at all
For a soul in a doll

I'm dissapearing
I'm fading away
And reappearing
through an open door
And all I'm seeing
is the sun straight on
It doesn't hurt my eyes
I'm not looking through them now

I'm just a child
running through
The darkened alleyways
of my mind
And I notice
all the ghosts
taunting me, haunting me
so close
I can feel it
coming through my skin
Blood like silver
tempest poision
So tell me tell me tell me
why I can hear it beating
Hooves are on the pavement
and I am running out of time
Then I see it
as I start to climb
Hover over
the most perfect crime
I want to
sleep

I'm calibrating
losses from shame
Deliberating
my final move
I'm celebrating
before the battle
My last chance to try
I'm not looking to win now

Its like a fire
burning through the ashes
creating new born life
and I can't take
all the blame
contracting, distracting
my aim

There's a labrynth
made of sticks and stones
As I'm walking
start to break my bones
So tell me tell me tell me
why I am waking up to this
Everything is spinning
and I am falling out of line
All I wanted
was to just confine
All the torture
that I could define
I want to
sleep

Text: Lacey Overbaugh
Publication Date: 01-19-2013

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