Thoughts at 30 Minutes Late- by: unknown forgotten

Sisters and brothers
I am drowning in my own worries
I am puking up stories
That horrify the young unintelligent

Brothers and sisters
I am failing at life
I took the wrong pill from the doctor
I inhaled the wrong executioners gas
The needle was not full of poison
The smoke was not to inhale
The powder was not an amphetamine
I am not cracked out of my own mind

The taste was not the fury
The lust was not love
The thought was not planned out
I can no longer recollect

Lovers and sinners
We have lost our way
Somewhere along the inland and ocean
We tossed our souls to the natives
Into a photograph
Onto the TV
The back side a of a magazine

Sisters and brothers
We have we lost our way
I love thee so dearly
Lie next to me
We will be okay
Lie next to me
We can make it okay