This wasting of my muscles and bones
the grievous duty of metals not found
and I find that the rain falls slow
and the sea cows are screaming
all swimming for freedom from me
and I don't know which way they are going
because I am too dizzy and weak to watch them go
You can scratch the surface of the grins
and all the words of well being
and find the sadness seeping through
this window pain of grays and blues
and think I am just exaggerating
because I've exacerbated all the sympathy
with my symptoms that never seem to wane
but now its all just given way and
my body just can't hold up the pace
and i'm sick and lonely and
I've been alone this whole time
in this island of a place
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