Duel of the Think Tanks

I threw it all for a shot at hysteria

Choosing to ignore that my feet is on the ground

Love for the shiny side got me blinded

Now I don’t know where I’m bound

My head is banging metal, heart is humming Elvis

Duel of the think tanks, my mind wins the round

Drinks in the day, shades in the night

Topsy-Turvy, my world spins around

I feel heavy, never so down

Seems like gravity can take a rest now

My life is farcical, I laughed so hard

It’s probably  just the frown upside-down

The dark seas of guilt headed towards me

Attempting to stay afloat, no is the sound

Drowning in the rush, closer to abyss

Lost and never to be found

Perspective

Staring out the window

The cold night so warm

A distant sound of laughter

The dawn of a storm

Helplessly deep in slumber

Not a care to take to bed

A clear sound of silence

The end of mayhem

So much to a Day

There is so much to a day

That we tend to overlook

Twenty odd hours to your name

We ruin it playing by the book

                    

The sun comes up without fail

The moon shines in the shade

We often look for chances to run

Whatever happened to making hay

We chase things that we don’t need

Give in to things that we don’t believe

Attached to an array of inanimate things

With things that live, we live in deceit

Advised to live, we would rather exist

Who is ever ready to forego anything

From dawn to dusk we live to breathe

There is so much to a day

That we tend to overlook