Do the very scary kitchen sounds that echo through the madness
Bring you down?
Do the very scary bedroom scenes that echo through the madness
Twist your dreams?
Do the very scary snakes and birds that echo through the madness
Make it worse?
Echoes never come first.
Madness is like smoke,
It follows fire.
And the fire that envelops me
Touches me
Caresses me
Tosses me on flaming waves
In an endless ocean of sadness.
And the lifeline that I'm holding to
Praying to
Expecting to
Reach you
Leads nowhere.
It's all just dreams
That echo through the madness.
Do the visions in this new dimension
Where no story has a happy ending
Penetrate your sadness
Creep into your madness
To echo through your mind
Like a neon highway sign
To a false reality?
Or is it me?
Madness echoes.
This I know.
Madness makes the echoes grow.
Madness hides behind my face.
Echoes come to take my place.
- G. Laidlaw
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Friday, April 29, 2011
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Crack In The Eggshell
Crack In The Eggshell
The crack in the eggshell, it casts a shadow of doubt
If a bird or a reptile will be stumbling out.
The crack in the eggshell, it's where the virus slips in
To dance the Saint Vitus on the creature within.
Better not crack your eggshell unless you're ready for the World.
You might crawl like a lizard, shed your feathers like a bird.
Better not crack your eggshell unless you want some company.
You just might meet a virus, perhaps change genetically.
If you crack your eggshell to see how God designed you
You might find a frying pan with a roaring fire behind you.
Better not crack the eggshell
Ya better not! Better not!
You might find an awful smell
So ya better not! Better not!
You might feed a virus well
Oh whatcha got! Whatcha got?
Better not crack your eggshell
The crack in the eggshell, it casts a sliver of light
Into your hidden darkness, cuts you like a knife.
The crack in the eggshell, it's where the madness appears
To slip into your head and dance between your ears.
Better not crack your eggshell unless you're ready to get hurt.
You might soar like an eagle before crashing to the dirt.
Better not crack your eggshell unless you want some company.
You just might dance with Madness, perhaps lose your sanity.
If you crack your eggshell to see how God designed you
You might find a frying pan with a roaring fire behind you.
Better not crack the eggshell.
Better not crack the eggshell.
Better not! Better not!
- G. Laidlaw
© Copyright by the Author. All rights reserved. Used with permission.
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