Nolan Dannels
could have been a poet in another life
but in this one, I’m giving up the ghost
did everything wrong to make it all right
because I like to think that’s what I want most
came off another psychotic episode earlier this month
didn’t hear voices in my head but I spoke in tongues
guess I must have become the voice I’ve been running from
could have written my heart out and cried
but all I did was eat my words and sigh
found everything I wanted and let it all go
because I want to forget all the things I know
came out to say goodnight
but everyone was asleep
so I whispered to myself “sweet dreams”
already exhausted by my hope for rest
thought it was best to close my eyes
since staying awake wouldn’t be right
could have been myself if I honestly tried
but it’s hard when this mind isn’t even mine
thought everything I knew had added up
because I forgot all the things I’ve undone
came off another psychotic episode earlier this month
didn’t hear voices in my head but I spoke in tongues
guess I must have become the voice I’ve been running from
took my black pen so I could still write as I run from day to day
because I speak in colors that paint my words as they pave the way