Swirl ~ Twirl ~ Curl

Twirl~Curl~Twirl

Colors pressed sweetly against the glass.
The glass so thin still keeps them from my fingertips.
Can it be so grey here and yet so blinding right past that door
"I love you", "You are so safe", "Chin up", "and be brave".....as you advise
Did you notice the dropping of the floor?
This was not something I contrived
I just heard you all saying "More, More"

Who were you talking too?
'Bam' my hand smashes against the glass
Sorry, I could not hear any of you through the muffles of your mask
This blood it is not from me is it from you?
Hands dripping red
What was it you said?
"Be brave"

'Bam' can't open the door and there is no evidence of a floor
What was that you said "Don't run from your sadness?"
I am not sad
Nor have I ever really been bad
I just can't express this mad... mad... madness

Shhhh don't wake it
See it sleep?
Or maybe it's me
Just let me out
Let me in


Wait I taste honey
Who let in the bees?
Don't you know I am allergic to everything!
Nah that's insane
On with the picture frame or is it a game?

Hah you could charge a fee
To watch all the pain they have to bring us
Little girl in the swing... sing
Man in the corner with a gun is that his son?
A reflection in the mirror or time repeating in his clone?
Even when the song is long gone?
Line up in those colorful chairs "I understand" "I have a plan"
Look who came
I thought time took off and ran
Just as soon as you tried to emulate "a plan"

We are not without hope here
Do not fear
We believe in Jesus and the light
We.... No I accept this is where I best reach me... I mean you... I mean them
So let it be
Because are we not free
In gray tones of night and light?
To twirl and swirl and curl around what is truly right?