Mind’s on the blink

Goin’ to a shrink

mind’s on fire

eyes crossed

can hardly think

a little crazy

gettin’ mighty hazy

better have a drink

down to the last dollar

now’s time to holler

crossing over the brink

bout’ to get kicked out

of this hellish motel

nowhere to go

on highway’s

endless spell

pit in the stomach

closing in

hurts so bad

tasting swallowed gin

insanity’s ok

visions melting away

it’s what you say

in a mysterious

misunderstood

way

been so alone

this chill goes straight down to the bone

can’t control these feelings about life

never had a home

messed up suicide

years of strife

divorced one too many

a

wife

seems right

to abide by

hop off the bed

on a rope

cinched tight

and hide

from this painful

existence

swingin’

from that cheap

chandelier

so low

so darned right

ingrained insistence

never ready to die

eating all that rotten

American pie

it just so happens

and is done for you

so

not

‘catcher in the rye’

when you are not even ready

to receive it

while you were so small

believin’

it

wondering why

everything around you

when you weren’t paying

attention

grew

so

very

tall.

 

 

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