Esoteric Ghost, by Sandwich Massacre
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It’s always one more day- one more day to hear your voice
It’s always far away- drowning in static and noise
Sometimes I’m drowning in a sea of a blanket remedy and
all my tears
Sometimes I’m waking up and never going back to sleep in
all my fears
In all my fears
But I’m lifting my gaze to you
Oh, oh I, I cast upon the sky my eyes and give them to the
hands of constellations
And oh, oh I, I was led to you through mountains forests
cities and my revelations
My eyes jumping over seas and trees and running away from me
to find your coast
My gaze grappled with the wind and grabbed by your cord and
taken me to your
Esoteric ghost
It’s always one more night- one more night to miss a
dream
It’s always been a fight- tossing and turning
Sometimes I’m flying with the wind of thoughts and hopes
within and reveries
Sometimes I’m falling in a hole, condemning my soul at my
decree
At my decree
But I’m raising my head to you
Oh, oh I, I feel upon my cheeks a glow from the radiant
expressions of the sun
And oh, oh I, I smile at the clouds that rain me down and
cleanse me for my redemption
My face is dressed in the light and the mizzle from the sky
that found your coast
My illuminated view sees what it brought me to, guiding me
to your
Esoteric ghost
Esoteric ghost
Your esoteric ghost
One more day I fall asunder
One more day to be carried under
One more day feels like forever
Over and over and over
One more night of insomnia
Another victim of mania
One more night feels like forever
Over and over and over
Sometimes I’m grabbing at the air, course nothing’s
really there in front of me
Sometimes I’m ripping up my ground in hopes that I’ll
fall down into the sea
Into the sea
And I’m giving my hand to you
I’m giving my hand to you
Oh, oh I, I bestow my hands to the grasp of the guiding
influence of true vocation
And oh, oh I, I summon the change of the day with my new
destiny of liberation
My soul is dancing toward the place we made in outer space
to unite our coasts
I’m just caught up in the deep, but I reach to make a leap
to be with your
Esoteric ghost
Esoteric ghost
Your esoteric ghost
And I’m giving my hand to you…
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| Posted: 2005-11-06 16:23:46 UTC |
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| 2005-10-22 22:19:42 | waterlily |
| another poem full of strange meanings..sounds like trust in the midst of immortal hell to me..knot quite sure what i think of it either..in all honesty... |
| 2005-10-22 22:31:55 | Sandwich Massacre |
| heh, it's just the way my brain works, not necessarily for other people to get it. but yeah... it talks about having a long distance relationship... not seeing someone for 5 months and being insanely in love with that person that it makes everything better but it doesn't because of the emotional strain and desire and aching... the relationship becomes an illusion after a while, reaching out to someone that doesn't even feel real.... things like that. maybe that helps your understanding. maybe it doesn't. doesn't matter. felt like heaven writing it. |
| 2006-02-18 23:58:07 | Crimson.Wings |
| this is a unique poem & i enjoyed reading this. i could kind of picture some of these decriptions. i'll give it a 9. |