
Be
I need a high to survive
because
I always feel like I'm
Dying
If you really listen close
Enough
You'll hear my inner child crying
I'm tired of hiding
Hiding from the shame
From the alcoholic
The insane
These are all inside of me
I just want to be alone
Free from those soul suckers
Taking up resideince
Inside of me
I want to go home
To my heart
Where They aren't
I want he Shaman
To remove these
Recordings from me
I want to be set free
Free from the chains
Of the karmic pains
That have brought my people
Down to barren lifeless plains
The psychologists
They want me to accept
This route
They want me to grieve
The loss of all I've lost and Everything
I've never had
The thought that I'll
Never have it
Gets me raging mad
Doesn't everyone deserve
A loving dad?
It's not that bad
It's not that bad
It's not tht bad
I'm totally used to being sad
The Mantras
I've spoken
Over the deluded years
Are like pokeballs for
All my fears
They store the damage inside
Of my flesh
Like magotts they eat
My hope until
There's nothing left
This is what you want
Me to accept?
I'm not sure you've got this right
Mr. psychology
Acceptance of the awful
Doesn't prove to be an appealing
Methodology
I want to believe that I
Can return to the light
That I can take flight
AND
Still serve here on the ground
There's a reason I refer
To my followers as the angels
Of the let down
I am an angel
I have always been
And I will remain
To be
And I want to shed
This shit storm that's been
Clinging to me
I'm not ready to give up
Yet on being set
Free
I CAN BE
-Beth F
Freedom in the light of the moon, it's all too much, it's all too soon. The eyes consume.