DIZZY SPELLS
(c) 2011 by kelly mcaulley
The longer I lay here
I can feel it
It makes my skin crawl
And I feel sick
With background noises
Back and forth, “tick, tick, tick”
Im beginning to lose it
The life im choosing
A battle I’m comfortable loosing
The longer I lay here
I can feel it
My heart starts sinking and sinking
Never a thought to what I was thinking
The noises ring closer and closer, faster and faster
I grew into such a disaster
Without sense of control
Or what I seem to be after
Im like a cat
So spare me nine lives
Ive come close
Vexation kills me, though i’ve never really died
I cant stand the noise
Its a ringing, buzzing, in my ear
The longer I lay here
Those sounds of my pulse racing, my heart beating
Has its own method of teaching
Looks like ill be here a while
Says the bearer of bad news
In addition to disorderly blues
Haven’t looked in the mirror
But there’s no need
Their expressions towards my honesty
Is quite enough for me
There’s a pulse beneath my skin
As I feel it growing thicker
Im coming to, quicker and quicker
Voices carry outside, and I can feel their eyes
With their shadows passing by
Once too dark, now too bright
Its quite clear
The longer I lay here
Listed as both the criminal, the victim
Either way
Im form of prey.
