seroquel soliloquy by NothingNess

Writers • (none) • posted on May 22, 2007

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Nothing is wrong, please go Nothing is right, please stay I tire of this long night Where have all the stars gone? Alone I am Making my way through the dark Locked in silence I've nothing to say that's not been said afore Hands haplessly bound Choose, there is no fork in the road They say it's a chemical thing Take two - three times daily It is all you need, come on Trade pleasure for pain Go on live, laugh and love Under the artificial hype Nothing is wrong upstairs Nothing is right in the four chambers I'll trade you pain for pleasure And take this badge of pain I hear it calling in the distance Tempting whispers in the air Come on, come on Lay me down to sleep In a blaze of glory

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HappyDance

2:12AM | Tue, 22 May 2007

and why am I awake when the night wears on? why do I not remember this familiar song? why do I linger on the brink of what was and what can be? can't I see it's all been done before? and it's such a bore... but jaded isn't who I am when the darkness falls... and I can't run, but it seems I've stumbled, so now I crawl... and the hope I seek is the peace I keep in this quiet hour. there's no power gained in this refrain- still- love calls us all by name. so the chambers where we breathe and live are pumping still- we bleed into them and out again and never get our fill... It's a chemical thing that brings us here but the heart takes on and words fall short and lose their sense so we second guess. and all I want is the simple thing- not to wear his ring- just his hand in mine, love that sings and the hope it brings. we make it so hard once fear tears our soul and we lose control- So let's give it up! Just fill this cup of our remaining days... and I raise my glasss to toast the love that brings us home- it won't be denied cause it's all inside! No need to roam. Where the pilgrim rests her weary head on the other's chest and we're all blessed... if we can see the reality... we're blessed indeed. And this is all we need...

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