Obscure Permanent Vacation

Drawn into the life at a young age

with no boundary of a family

to keep one’s feet on the ground.

Harnessing energy at this stage,

to erase my enemy

and take back my mind from the clouds.


There is no soul here,

hopeless, without fear.

I can see the way clear

of these visions of madness.

Derivative such that I know I can’t have this.

Leach my way pure,

’til I’m finally sure;

clearly obscure.


If my beginnings are any indication,

by now, should be on permanent vacation.

Speak the same language,

still requires translation.

My advice?

Immediate sedation.


Well, I’m coming from somewhere,

I’d be better off having never been,

but I’m sure if I’m invited back,

I’ll go with no hesitation.

Got a soul, but he’s always

working overtime.

Ease my frustrations,

tempt my heart,

torture my mind.

Might need a day – might need the whole duration.

Find ways to medicate the situation.


My heart – My gift – My love – My life

Fuck you – You’ll pay with hate and die.


I’m in and now it’s getting easy,

to see all the tiny missing pieces.

Go myself this far – ain’t nuthin’ yet.

Just ’cause I don’t care,

don’t mean I’m careless.


HG – 2000 – 2005

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