Blue Ramblings

People are so pushy, try tell me what to do, my soul just feels so scuffed up like a worn discarded shoe, I’ve got troubles... pain, a worried mind and I wander in self pity, with sight that’s less than blind. No one knows my problems, what’s wrong inside of me, hardly know myself just living in misery, want to be alone... no one around, somewhere I can hide, and never be found. Went down to the river, to see what I could see, those waves were curling fingers, like they were calling me down to the depths... a void, so dark and deep, where I could find peace, in a long drawn endless sleep. Looked into the water, heard promises that were told, how she would envelop my body, protect me in her fold and give me comfort... yeah, that’s what I need. Keep me from my doubts, in those soft words she would feed. Seemed like in a trance, put my foot off of the shore, those fingers grasped my body, like she was wanting more pulling me in ... to her icy womb, water creeping higher, leading me onto my doom. Head now reaching water, fingers slapping at my face, those cold and bony fingers, I tore from that embrace from that devil woman.... crawled back to the shore, stared down at that river, at a cold hearted whore. Out of my life, heartless woman, you feed on nothing but pain, that goes for your sisters too, juice, smack and mary jane give me release... to be free at last, start my life over, burying all of that’s past. (c)  Jim     Nov/98 Written November 1st, 1998 © on Nov 14 2001 11:09 AM PST   0 • 1