Freaked Out

I’m freaked out the world keeps spinning like the sun spun yarn of a spider web wrapping around.
I can’t move and the days keep burning down around.
Its pages are turning.
I strike out but there’s no connection.
this fall from grace wasn’t misdirected at me.
I never planned to be more than what you see right now the man who’s a cold black sycophant riding the hours hating the obvious telling the powers that be..
I don’t want to be here anymore.
I don’t want to do this all again
So save a picture of me in your mind because when it ends it really ends
I lay low when my days get static.
I wanna run away but the clock keeps laughing at me.
The spot light cuts the night and follows me to where morning is waiting.
I sit up and close the curtain.
I lay back down because my days are hurting me more and they say it's the life I’m leading.
I shoot that down.
It’s more like the other way around
Riding the hours
hating the obvious
telling the powers that be..
I don’t want to be here anymore.
I don’t want to do this all again so save a picture of me in your mind because when it ends it really is the end.