Stripped

Layin in this bed. Rest of the world's a little hazey
I try to speak in words. Friends & family think I'm crazy

They tell me I've already gone under. Nurses whisper lies
No surgery has ocurred. Lacking evidence to prove otherwise

They say it's time to go. Wheel me on around
Deformed creatures in white coats tell me to quiet on down

Where's my family now? Now that I'm layed out on a table
Drugged to ease the pain? Drugged so that I'm no longer able

Gnarled grins under dusk masks. I can't prove because I can't see
Clearly hooked to my veins. Something's foreign in my I.V.

Please count down from 10 to 1. Take a deep breath, relax
They all nodded back & forth before the world went black

Welcome Home

Good friends are hard to come by. I some how managed to fall into a world where my circle of friends are, actually, just that. I know in the big picture of things I havent been around all that long. 27 years is just an ant to the world but I've made my rounds. Seen many faces and many of them have a hidden agenda. I'm a lucky guy. I couldnt have asked for a better mother. My friends are all unique characters and I've got an amazing soon-to-be-wife. I wasnt always this lucky. So welcome to Nappys Mind.  I usually just post my poetry on FB & BTNH board.com, but I will also post here too :) I invite you to tag along and follow my adventures...at you're own risk ofcourse....