'SRANGERS' 16 bar poetry
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I never paid attention to what i didn't see
I was in a tunnel nothing haunting me
Now i dream about reoccurring things - everything changed there's a stranger in me
Picking up signals from mysterious triggers
and I got a clean system so why am i trippin?
in and out of it quick like time don't exist
and the longer that I'm here the more different it is
Behind the scenes sinking - I keep blinking - Cuz I'm trying to wake up from this thing
I could get a better grip if I let go for a minute - but they'll know if I did, and what then?
I felt myself gettting restless I felt their presence
I think I'd die for real if I really talked about it
And that's why I refuse to even formulate any thoughts any thoughts
Cuz I know right now as I'm talking their watching
Cuz my jaw stays wired to the nervous system
and the vibrations of a whisper is intriquitly infident
figurative universal instrument
chorus-
strangers strangers
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