imagine (5 more minutes)

[kay-z10]

5 more minutes until I’m gone
I’ll disappear with the wind
I’ll sail away, above the sky
Day will fade as I fly

Then I‘ll watch the start of sunrise
I’ll hear the birds weep
And the lonely cat purr
And the beagles bellow

I’ll feel the breeze like a blanket
That caresses my skin
It will protect me and envelope
Me with warmth and shelter

I’ll hear wave’s crash violently
Onto the shore and I
Will hear the wind sing a song of
Dying hope and lost faith

So I will imagine the hurt
Has gone away and my
Fear will end suddenly because
Although right now all looks black

I will not be scared
I’ll drift away to someplace else
And I will imagine
Until the pain has gone away

[kay-z10]

Seventh of December
A date to not forget
I try not to recall
Yet never to be forgotten

You pierce my mind
Without a care, permission none
You know all, yet
Your heart is bolted shut

You contrive a plan
So devious yet skilled
I must be impressed, yet
Truly I shall be sickened

Your thoughts so twisted
Your mind diseased,
I wonder; is it infectious?
A poison, spreading rapidly

Time again I find myself
Curled up next to you,
A masochist, am I? A drug,
Are you?

I am not a shell, in which
Found inside is naught,
Even a nut! Perhaps the
Nut without the shell I am


Seventh of December
The date I can’t forget
Because the death came
No warning hence, my withdrawal setting in.