Tuesday, November 23, 2010

sleep and death are cousins

what i feel when i`m not awake is what i`m dreaming,
and when i die i want to feel like i`m waking up screaming,
but i`m lying still.

being trapped for a moment in my own body.
it would be the biggest fear to overcome.

bodies aren`t prisons until we lose control.
prisons turn to prisms when you make your mind`s halves whole.

every action, every thought, every thing i do.
i have control, i take the toll that my actions bring me to.

consequence is part of the structure we let fit
in the cracks of our life plans and the contracts we don`t quit.

take responsibility for actions of your own.
only then you find yourself with immaturity outgrown.

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