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May 4, 2009

Gluttony

Like an opening door the light welcomes me,
into a world of enchantment where I pretend that I am important and free,
where the day is for me to be active,
the night is for resting.

The place stuck between heaven and hell,
where the tired man rests only when he has been worn to the bone,
where the man with the big pockets collects all the coins,

I can't escape...
Being sucked under by the grabbing arms of those that surrounds me..
I am blinded..
Losing my way,
falling into an abyss surrounded by darkness..

Flashes of silver and gold fills my mind,
flashes of green and paper feels my mind,
turning me into my own nightmares,
falling, falling, falling...

Into a place,
the place stuck between heaven and hell,
where the tired man rests only when he has been worn to the bone,
where the man with big pockets collects all the coins.

In this place I dwell,
my body torn from my flesh,
becomes apart of this place that I eventually call home,
It swallows me whole,
claiming me with brown cold hands,
stuck in this place...

The place stuck between heaven and hell,
where the tired man rest only when he has been worn down to the bone,
where the man with big pockets collects all the coins.