I've posted this before but I don't know...felt like posting it again...its in a series..Yesterday and then Today and Tomorrow follow
I lay in bed and the base is nails,
Scared to death and my face pails,
The air is thin and my taste stails,
If I died tonight I'd miss heaven cause my grace fails,
I was on the stairway to heaven but erased the rails,
I'm stuck in the shadow of death and trace the trails,
Trip in the blackness cause of my untied showlace tails,
I walk in the place of forgotton souls,
They look like fish caught in bowls,
I'm in a suit that's black with a white glove,
I see a shiny flute attack and fight a dove,
I see a train of thoughts,
A murderers brain of plots,
His bloody Tshirt with red stain spots,
The rope he used to strangle his victims contains knots,
So yesterday, is no less today,
Then it will be tomorrow,
Still filled with sorrow,
Every day we kill is borrowed,
So enjoy it cause soon it will be yesterday,
I see a soldier fighting a war,
He sees a lightning storm,
But it isn't frightening anymore,
The thunder warns of what is soon to come,
So loud it drowns out my tune to hum,
I see a forest of fires,
A carlot burns Taurus tires,
The fire inspectors are pourous liars,
The burning victims scream out like chorus choirs,
The people cry but their tears don't exist,
The fireman hope that they won't resist,
The building crumbles to its knees,
I ask the people if they want death and they mumble please,
I looked up and some of the people flies past,
Flappin wings look like an eye lash,
But some of the sum dies in a flash,
Then the rest resting tries to crash,
So yesterday, is no less today,
Then it will be tomorrow,
Still filled with sorrow,
Every day we kill is borrowed,
So enjoy it cause soon it will be yesterday,
My attention diverts and I see a drummer on a drumset,
Writing a song about summer as if it hadn't come yet,
The lead singer is writing about the remaining three seasons,
He needs incentive what he doesn't see its raining reasons,
My finger nails get attacked by a hammer head shark,
Until they look like splinters from a tree which had red bark,
Wake me when this pain stops,
Or when I don't have vein clots,
I sniff the scent of roots,
I see a tree with different fruits,
I feel my beating heart,
I'm in a race and leading at the start,
But fall from first and finish last,
My strong spirit diminishes fast,
I try and stay head strong,
But found out I was just led along,
So yesterday, is no less today,
Then it will be tomorrow,
Still filled with sorrow,
Every day we kill is borrowed,
So enjoy it cause soon it will be yesterday,