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Test the Limits
These thoughts are richocheting
rewind-fastforward-playing
Over and over
Track after track
Pressure building
Thoughts overflowing
Eyeballs bulging and
Skin is crawling
Can you feel the energy
Pulsating in and out
Can you tell the time
Its gone rushing by
While I'm in this daze
Simple things escape my grasp
What's my name? Who am I again?
Thats the last time I try to
Test the limit
Clutch my head
Squint my eyes shut
Deep breaths
Gasping in and out
Trying to relieve some pressure
Just let it out through my mouth
In Screams and Shouts and murmered curses
louder and louder
To make myself heard over
A cacophony, an orchestrated symphony, this mixed up melody
The din thats blasting inside my head
Leaking through my ears
Spilling out to the world
Off of my tongue
Get me out of here
Would someone please
Just let me out
Bored to tears
Almost enough to make me try to
Push the limits
Break a boundary
Test the bonds
Raise the roof
When I remembered what happened last time
Can you tell the time
Its gone rushing by
While I'm in this daze
Simple things escape my grasp
What's my name? Who am I again?
That's the Last time I try to test the limit
Now that the pain has subsided
The medley in my head now quieted
Glancing around, life seems so monotone
Compared to the heaven of technicolor touch
That I get from tempting the rush
Now that I'm back
I feel numb to the bone
As it turns out,
the really real truth is
It seems like being past the boundaries
Now
feels
like
home.
:)
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