darkness only hangs out in the attic
daily distractions destroy nearly every single thing that once was
where did i go? addictions linger and haunt
chipping away at everything that was in different time
in the mind behind these eyes
what kind of reality darkens and looms above thy head?
rain just poured down and left it all for dead
the break in the clouds lies just out of reach
one finds comfort in words in a book, while another finds it in a dissipated look
daily distractions destroy nearly every single thing that once was
where did i go? addictions linger and haunt
chipping away at everything that was in different time
in the mind behind these eyes, dismal nightfall keeps the company
and yet darkness only hangs out in the attic
c. 1999 bgw
