I'm sick
Sick once again
Don't talk to me, I don't want to be heard
Don't look at me, I don't want to be seen
Wish all you wish
Pray all you want too
I know the light will turn back on
One evening

I don't taste the tastes
Or comprehend the conversations
I don't understand televisions
Or smell your perfume
I don't feel the temperature change
Or feel like myself today

I'm sick
One more time
Don't come near me, I'm not me
Don't write me, I'm not able to read
Can't draw like me today,
My drawings come from my second brain today

It's not a wet dream today
It's not happening again to me today
It just happened last night
Three hours, Two Weeks, One Month, Four Months
Been there, done that

It's just about time
It's going to happen again
Don't cry for me
Just understand
A coma is just a little break
And I'm about due
To go deep inside
Fall asleep
Wake up in a few years
I'll be back
Don't you worry,
I'll be back


© 2002 David Greg Harth
02.09.17.12:44:09@1515NYC