Blinded by the insanity, losing humanity, caught in the calamity of right and wrong,
Steadfast for a minute, until the heat is in it, wanting to pin it, like our republican senate,
the words may seem mumbled, thoughts may seem jumbled, true fact...life has tumbled down.
Cant catch a break, souls at stake, at each moment and breath I take,
chest feeling faint, as I repaint the memories of the once lived saint,
Blinded, walking dead mourning in my head, as the rhyme quickens and the plot thickens,laying in this bed.
Stepping out of sync, losing time, crossing life's finishing line, slowly losing my mind,
ambitions there, yet I still hear, every word that been spoken so clear, can't lose what was never there,
the question is what to do, when the love is not strong enough to carry you through, the question is was it true...
or is it that the love was tainted from the start only to leave another broken heart.. blinded feeling so far apart,
some food for thought, as we rot in an this moment for what we fought, all arms down as we surround
the silence with no love sound...
blinded yet profound, but i suppose what comes up must come down....
Carla 5/19/2011
