I’ve
been riding
A
wave of indigestion
With
every single thought
Breaking
through
Breaking
in
I
can’t stop feeling
I
can’t stop
Seeing
how this will end
The
highs, the lows
The
valleys and the peaks
Flashing
hot
Before
me here
I
can see the joy,
Yet
I see the agony still
Been tight-roping
Across the straws
And
Not the bendy kind
Been breeding fire
Way down deep
Been having trouble
Not falling asleep
I see the crutch
I cling on to
I grab the noose
Where it hangs
Yet the chair won’t budge
Before the sky falls in
I’ve
been riding
A
wave of indigestion
Through
the good and the bad
Each
step I take
By
flame I’ve been had
Been
riding
A
wave of indigestion
It’s
been so long
I’d
forgotten
The
ending to this song
Linked to Imaginary Garden With Real Toads. Stop by and see who else linked up.
Linked to Imaginary Garden With Real Toads. Stop by and see who else linked up.
yeah, that indigestion sucks the life right outta you. sigh.
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting Marian, glad to have you over. Yeah, indigestion is awful, literal or figuratively. Thanks again.
DeleteReal lyrical feel to yours today as well. Hate indigestion, reading that made me think of it too, how dare you...haha. But when put toward life it's much of the same. Each stanza started with a great image too, really like what you did there.
ReplyDeletethanks pat, I've been on a bit of a songwriting kick so you'll probably start seeing an influx of rhyme here, glad you enjoyed it. Thanks and yeah Agitu does suck.
Deletedef like the lyrical feel to this fred...my son is home sick today with a touch of this...breeding fire way down deep....might want to lay off the hot sauce, just saying...smiles.
ReplyDeleteBrain, yeah indigestion and hot sauce definitely do not get along. Hope your son gets better. Thanks for stopping by.
DeleteTightroping and breeding fire. Wow. A unique composition here!
ReplyDeleteThanks Mary Ann, I try to be unique in my work, always trying to stay away from the same old same old, and when I start posting them you'll know lol Really glad you enjoyed the piece and could stop by. Thanks again.
DeleteReads rather musically. Emotional turmoil and a tensed up mind can cause feelings of indigestion, that I can attest to. There's a feeling of utter helplessness in that stanza about the noose.
ReplyDeleteThanks, I'm glad you saw the musical nature here, been on a bit of a songwriting kick and I've noticed a lot of the pieces that weren't supposed to be songs even has a bit of the musical feel to it, this one was suppose to though, glad you enjoyed it. Yeah there is a bit of that hopeless sense in here, glad you saw it. Thanks again, always the pleasure to read your comments.
DeleteA wave of indigestion has got to suck... get on that surfboard and ride through it.
ReplyDeleteYep, hopped on and rode the wave right away. Thanks Laurie, glad you could stop by.
DeleteWhat an emotional journey... I hope the ending is not that bad...this is nice one ~
ReplyDeleteGreat to see it at RT ~
Thanks, glad you enjoyed the piece, yeah that's the thing about endings, never know how it's gonna be until it's there. I had fun yesterday checking out some of the poets I hadn't seen before over at RT's, was my first time contributing to the link, will do so again. Thanks
ReplyDeleteI grab the noose
ReplyDeleteWhere it hangs
Yet the chair won’t budge
A bit of luck, I'd say. Emotion rings out in this piece.
Enjoyed this despite the indigestion I was not enjoying myself. LOL! Thought it was funny that here I am trying to remind myself never to eat a hotdog with chili before bed ever again, when I started reading this. Good piece. Be blessed.
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