Urban Ghost

TheClowns

Urban Ghost


No resistance

’though my mind’s a roundabout

fear comes creeping

encompassing my heart

a silent cry

ripping me apart

no resistance

just a suffocated heart


A pocket full of memories

indispensable

dissatisfaction overload

I’m so far away


In my slumber

in my workaholic daze

fear comes creeping

as I slowly awake

my silent cry

keeps knocking on my mind

interfering

with my petrifying lies


A pocket full of memories

Indispensable

Dissatisfaction overload

I’m still so far away


Have I become an urban ghost

I don’t know how to breathe

Unaware of what I wanted most

Another day in all shades of grey

No, lighten up my mind again

And teach me how to breathe again