Sometimes my life seems so complicated
a continual struggle
thats all uphill
My sense of judgement has been debillitated
A reaction to this chemical
that makes my eyes dialate
all the side effects are open for debate
Iam but a ghost of who I used to be
constantly haunting
oh so shamelessly taunting
With whispers not quite there
hovering
just outside my ear
warm breath upon my neck
sending shivers down my spine
Have I alot to fear
to avoid such distraction
as I seek out satifaction
for all my trivial needs
No subsitutes reside in my menu of perpetual pleads
Living in search of a confessional
to dispose of all my deviate deeds
Never have I anticipated
contentment being so conditional
As a child I was enchanting
life seemed almost magical
as I lived inside mymind
The years pass
the only constant thing was change
Paved the way for an eventual disconnection
from a conditional affection
for all the love I knew
As a teen I developed the ability to manipulate
the fictional onto a dramatical reality
With all practicality
I was captivated with anything mysticly lyrical
Or
Consistently sexual
infatuated with infatuation
implicated by the implication
that one day it will all become unraveled
As I continue to get lost
on my road less traveled