Inspireing decay, I'm running away from it all today <br />Inpaired fare, No use to pay when you are about to lose it all <br />Frequent fray, Quivering decay, I'm going to ruin it all today <br />Frosted snow flakes on a heated dashboard, I used to know you, But i don't anymore. <br />If i give you my keys will you drive me home or steal my car? <br />And if i say you love me will you show me your heart? <br />What if i gave your friend a smile but left you in the gravel? <br />would you stand up and ask for advice from the panel? <br />Will you stand around asking me to collect or pass around the glass? <br />and see what friends came to the funreal. <br />I doubt you'll live long enough to awsner me but I want to know <br />If i say i can make it snow will you throw ice up in the air to make me feel like I have a reason? <br />Will you go through my pictures and erase the red and green so people can see the real me and not the evil of me? <br />Will you give me a secound chance if I see you heaven to split things down the middle and give you a share? <br />In a world, One that god just must depise becuase when i ask all these questions I get nothing but lies! <br />I'm feeling my mouth with tar, I'm spitting out my own teeth, I just want you to know I need you more then you'll ever need me <br /> <br />Give that picture to my mom, say i died a gentlemen <br />Give this one to my dad, Say I died a star <br />This one is for my sisters, Say I won't ever die again <br />This one, Share with my brother, Say I did't die, Don't let him down the way I did. <br /> <br />Don't let me sleep here, I got a home without smoke <br />And I want to sleep where the ghosts reign the spirt remains a spooked rellocollection of the worlds around and feverous monsters pecking at my heart like a dead rat along the road. <br />The ghosts in the mirror the one I became. <br />The ghosts in the mirror the one I became. <br />The ghosts in the mirror the one I became.<br /><br />Ray Mesa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/acoustic-journal-of-a-traveling-spirt/
