Wild Side

 WildSide


Once all the words have dissolved,
into the ether of it all,
we will be left here,
free, in free fall,
so hold me for a moment,
before you let me go,
to run back into the wilds,
the wilds that I know,
come take a walk on the WildSide,
and I'll show you where the rabbit hole goes…

For I am still untamed,
my hair still unkept,
my bag's always packed well,
but the rest of me's a mess,
I've come from the jungle,
to the wild west,
and to the wilderness I will return,
after my time in Babylon is spent,
after I rise from the bed where I slept,
I made my bed and slept in it,
and I don't know where all the time went,
I own my soul but couldn't pay my body's rent,
but that's okay,
anyways,
because I can get no rest,
under neon stars,
or freeway rivers,
TV song birds,
highway robbers,
plastic gardens,
plastic faces,
so fckn fake,
I can almost taste it,
I can almost hear it,
The Beast Breathing,
from the belly,
I must escape it,
I need no other reason,
I'm just leaving,

gone,

I'm,

undomesticatable,
so The Ruler's rule here,
is not applicable,
sure I could stay cool here,
I'm easily adaptable,
but I'd rather be free,
swingin' through the trees,
where I am untrappable,
bit the apple,
so hard my tongue is bleeding,
and I can taste the Beast's blood,
it's time to flee I'm leaving…

Gone with the wind,
I am Spring breeze,
Autumn's leaves gone with,
the Nuclear Winter's Freeze,
I leave nothing left but these words,
I am still live, wild, and free,
gone too are these words,
that I futilely use to describe,
all that I have been through,
and all I am inside,
so if you want to see,
come take a walk on the WildSide…

I AM ALIVE!
individualistic,
in divide,
dual mystic,
dualistic,
you'll witness,
that as much as they try,
they can not homogenize my thoughts,
they can not pasteurize my mind,
I've broken free from mental chaos,
I've gone to a place they'll never find,
I run into the wild,
walk on the WildSide,
I refuse to be cattle waiting to be slaughtered,
the trauma's not worth the trouble so why bother,
let's relieve ourselves of all of this,
let all the words dissolve,
and when all word cease to exist,
then all our problems will be solved…

So maybe my friend,
I'll see you again,
on the OtherSide,
remember the end,
is where it begins,
welcome to the WildSide.

∆aron L∆ Lux ∆
 
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