Friday, March 12, 2010

The Oedema

Filled to the breaches again, I'm feeling cold today
The nausea overwhelms, there's nothing left to say
But I will shout again if the pain stays this way
And who cares more than I do, why the sun breaks the day?

Silent and shallow now, now I am dried up
I try no more now cause I am tired up
But I am filled in between, the pores are all closed
No more injections now, the brain is all dosed.

Spining like a wheel of spokes, slowly and slowly
If I fall and laugh don't consider it my folly
Just pick me up to watch the show like everyone else
And who cares more that I do, why I am hearing these bells?

Strong and high now, now I am full
I can beat anyone now cause I feel the pull
But I am filled between, the pores are all closed
No more injections now, the brain is all dosed.

Sight is fading, the vigour has started to cease
Let me have another one then I can again start to please
Where is the needle, where is it? I must control my shaking
And who cares more that I do, why I can't stop my taking?

Dead and ghastly now, now I feel no more
I can't even get up to answer death knocking my door
But I am filled between, the pores are all closed
No more injections now, the brain is all dosed.

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