Personal Effects
You gaze into that lonely grey mirror
Biting your lips like a chicken bites its wings
Flashing fragments of that plastic past
Looking through your night-gaggles for that all time love
Strangers among you high speed from your life
Leaving a pitch black pit for all those things you once so bravely lost
Anger and spite fill you up for all the ignorants that crash you by
Grunting your teeth and smelling your tears in the misty heat of the Lost Soul
Hush, your reconstructed life
And speechless you stand in front of that expecting crowd
People fast forward your feelings for a bit of quiet
And the buzzing in your ears won’t shut up
Blunt eyes and crazed heart beat like an African drum
Mothers and Sons are passing through the Father Sun
Muted and flustered for all the consumed unliberated time
You sneak and peak behind those empty unwanted bars
Random Souls thrown into a game of plain pain of Un-Salvation
But a white prayer won’t save the eternally slayed
Clocking speedy days pass you by cracking your knees for that preparation
Wishing for one glimpse of a Justified Day
~inspired by the title film ‘Personal Effects’~
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