Paranoia

the night beneath my feet
feels like some kind of deceit
i can not see a thing
i have now danced with the blind
let’s say i have had my fling
every thump every bump
i jump
my heart pounds
it feels like it’s coming out of my chest
i count the sounds it makes
thump thump thump
i listen and fear
i wish i was deaf
i may be what you call paranoid
but i will not survive in this world
i am feeling like floyd
then i escape this world of mine
i will be back in a while
just like the pain in your spine
soon it will be the day
i will then be gay
until the night closes in
i will then once again be sliding off track

by Liz C Palms