as the lights flicker off
I light up my phone
and I let out a cough
“Excuse Me I’m in here”
I bellow at the door
but he’s nowhere near
and I still have more
So I push and strain
So i can hurry and go
breakfast down the drain
but its seems way to slow
So I stop to just think
about my life and my job
while im in my own stink
while I’m starting to sob
Its not the dark
that makes me feel so
but the thoughts in my heart
in my brain in my soul
The self reflection
so deep I can’t bear
the self introspection
in my thousand yard stare
and as the soft paper
tears from the roll
I take one last look
deep into my soul
I try to recall
if i heard one walk in
if he stood in the stall
or did i imagine
this mystery man
that treats me unfair
but i feel that the switch
have left me to bear
this unbearable darkness
the thought comes like the dawn
that the light left me in
this Dark Silent John
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