Alternative Soldier
by Jersey D GibsonIn a world I do not care for,
in a time I feel displaced.
In a year that seems lost to me,
brought down by the weight of existence.
Time tells and it's telling me nothing,
confused by what you think is important.
Astrology signs says that it's all over,
I feel that you've lost me.
Can't explain how I truly feel,
if I could, it would only scare you.
I'd sell my memories for a cheap bottle of wine,
flush it right down the drain.
Coping is a syndrome I can't endure,
puzzle pieces that can't seem to fit.
Locked down in the open spaces,
of what my hands have done.
Tickled pink by the will to endure,
false leads have brought me nothing.
Cover my mouth to hear my words,
or am I just speaking silently.
Over again, or have I ever left?
Passions forgotten by my decisions.
Get a grip, get job, get a hold of,
or just get with the program.
Belly flop, I'm belly up in the sea,
I'm drifting needlessly.
Hope's a word I've forgotten what it means,
lost it with my compassion.
Time and time again I've had no friends,
I walk alone like the rest of you.
Lift my head I'm just standing out,
the hammer falls again.
Pictures fade with age and tears,
black and white just seems so much easier.
The clock faces me, laughs at me,
how much longer can I go?
Bittersweet or just a bad batch,
maybe better a slip of the tongue.
Fell down just to not get up again,
is it worth a try?
Like walking out of an in-flight movie,
deception and depression only suits me.
Maybe I've failed, one last time,
here I go again.
Born and bred, by your system,
are you proud of all I've done?
Name me a menace of your society,
the one built by your hands.
Cracked and frayed, I can not stay,
too tough, too fragile to give.
Fate has left me with nothing,
thankfully, I've still got most of it.
So goodbye, goodbye cruel world,
can hell be any different from this?
Repeat, rewind, redo everything,
like a bomb blowing up the back of my mind.
I'm gone,
I'm gone,
I'm gone,
I'm gone.
02/29/2008