Plastic Lions & Fantastic Phantoms

I woke up in the early dawn
Wanting to find you lying there
A cool breeze blowing over your face
The sunlight shining in your hair
But you leave me here without a thought
Why did we come to this place?
Did you think this was unfair?
Are we going to meet again?
Why should I even care?

Swirling Entropy

madness, like a train spiralling
down along a whirl of gravity
defying tracks until one day
you know you'll just lose control
or run out of track.
That the tracks will fall out
from under you
somehow is inevitable.

as time tolls on, you begin to
feel more Lucy Jordan
and less like Lady Greensleeves

your room, your house, your life
and your computer fall to clutter
how do you expect your mind
to survive and not
fling you into
utter madness in the end

I go on and survive the best I can
as life rolls away and onwards
time weaves and wanders
as I grow ever more aware of my plight
the best I can do to stay sane is write