Slipping on a Sleepy Slipper

Like a broken mirror

I am but fractures of forgotten thoughts

Who is most beautiful

It ain’t me

Cause I can’t speak up

I’m just choking here

On the shards of reality

Dreaming of a happier me with wonderful yesterdays

Time is a Ball

And I’m running down the Hall

Glass slipper in hand

I trip

And impale myself on the heel

Rays of light

Creep in through my bedroom window

Makes me wanna hide

Like a spider casting web

I’m just caught up in silk pajamas

And all I want to do is sleep

Always yearning for that higher ground that I can’t reach

Now I’m drowning in the flood

God help me I’m coming undone

Time is a Ball

And I’m running down the Hall

Glass slipper in hand

I trip

And impale myself on the heel

It’s like I’m caged in crystal

And I’ll never break free

It’s like I’m unloading a revolving pistol

One roulette spin at a time

I think I’m breaking

I think I’m breaking my own mind

Won’t somebody help me

Help me with my mind?

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