Fade

Another experimental poem.

Fade

Don't let it touch you

It's a way of life

Fade

It's all clear now

Like a window after rain

Fade

Out of touch now

But everything's so fine

It's all just a figment

Of hallucinations in my mind

Fade

We all run now

Though we can't move

Can't feel it now

So still

Fade

All like panic

Like a siren in your eyes

Whispers in your ears

Calling you back home

Fade

So simple now

Cause everything's so clear

It's all just a dream

Baby dear

I Fade

You Fade

Out of touch, now

Let me grab your hand, pretty please

I want to stay with you

Don't let me . . . Fade Away

Don't let me . . .

Let me Fade . . .

She sees a whisper, now

Like a dreamer, now

It's all so clear, now

As we Fade

Fade