I am tired of shedding unwanted droppings
Of emotions discarded to rot
I am helpless, and mad, and the pain is shocking
And there's no one to speak to but God.
And it's not even helping, you know it isn't
Only draining the well of my dreams
I am lost in my pain, and no sun has risen
And crowded darkness teems.
Till once more there's too much, of reality time
And the dreamland is full to the brim
Of ghosts wide awake to the endless chime
And people deluded in sleep.
I am tired of the sadness, the stupidest spleen
Like a fog to the roof it sticks
And it stinks like a masterless dog unseen
Uncared for on freezing bricks.
And it's not even soothing to talk to the stars
They are far and above and high
On the spin of Juppiter's rings and Mars bars
Milky powder and stardust dye
Till once more, to the loop, in and out, up and down
I am tired of feeling blue
Navy dark, nightly black, and a silverly brown
What if I smile to my moon?