Alive - day 5 / 21 October 2014
So on day five still feeling alive
Out for food, best mate by my side
Mood has slowed down and I'm not feeling so high
I can still smile but it's beginning to slide.
Okay verse in depth, let's see what I say
I'm meant to be a mad poet anyway
Wide eyed and focus on the shadows of past
Look for the demons that watch through mirrored glass
Paranoid I am not. So I'm calling them out
The voices that torment me are on longer about
Listen intently to see if I'm still mad
But there's nothing and no one as my head's not to bad
Delusions or notions that once rule my heart
I'm back in control ... where the fuck shall I start?!