* inspired by the music Wolf at the Door (it girl. rag doll.) by Radiohead, Album Hail to the Thief. My first attempt at lyrical, whether it is any good or not I do not know. It was fun to write anyway.

Things are sometimes

not what they seem,

and you just have to learn

to live with the pain

That dull ache

that follows you like,

like the ghost of

tomorrow.

We are all haunted

by the past;

Consumed with doubt

that you cannot help.

You just have to learn

to live with the pain;

there is nothing else,

nothing else.

Darkness causes you

to stumble

alone

all alone.

We are all so alone,

haunted

and lost

desperate to be free.

I ride the wings of darkness

Away

Away from myself

Jeweled stars lighting my way

I fall

Falling down

through fingers,

ghostly touch,

burning,

burning,

I break into pieces

nothing left to rescue.

Broken,

I await

for time to erase me

to make me invisible.

Please just take this pain;

I don’t want it anymore;

Let me be free!

Take these chains

that bind my flesh

and cast them down

away from me.

Let me be free!

But who placed

these chains upon me?

Was it you?

Was it you or was it me?

Could it have been me?

How do you learn

to free yourself

from yourself

when you look around

and there is no one else.

That’s when you learn

that sometimes things

are not what they seem,

and you just have to

learn to live.

You just have to

learn to live.

© Suzanne Paton 2008