Socially Diluted
By Patrick Scrum (scratman)
running low on chemical X
being the diluted, socially,
individualized me....
running low on critical mass
thoughts foretold, emotionally,
feels like i'm falling...
felt so high on memories
days folding backward, inspirationally,
floating freely with piece of mind...
rose so high on smothered talent
stones erroding, diligently,
walking the way along your path...
remember falling... we're falling...
fears and loving, spiteful blossoms,
stalking on brilliance of hope and menageries...
handed balance... all in a pill...
remember it's tomorrow, done today,
all you thought might be delayed!
remember heights... of never rest...
mists with might, we might bring to light,
thrusting fear through trusting bonds...
hold only your voice
knowledge flows, respectfully,
unions of silence
how did you think... think it would go...
why do you think i thought your spite...
felt you,
seen your fight!
mellow justification... rings a bell...
rich with valor and truth, it's final...
you think you thought it...
but now i forbid it!
ŠPatrick Scrum 2002