Lullaby

I write yet again
A lullaby
For the chaotic mind
Rolling back & forth playing blind

A lullaby
To sing to my ears a musical rap
Of situations
And the so called sweet trap

A lullaby
To numb the pumping blood
Numbing the red
Unsaying out loud the often said 

A lullaby
To gear up for circus
Entering the clown town of the brain
Let it rain, down the drain

A lullaby
Slowly soothing the mind
Into a sleep so sound
A thought process, not so profound 

A lullaby
Sweet soothing musical mystery of mind
A lullaby 

-Diary of an Oxymoron

Painless Wound

It stays there
nomatter what
the stitchless sturture
Bleeds often
red, black, blue
painless,
that is in its nature

I cant recall
the incident
nor
the date, day, time
of the not-so-tragic fall
is it not important
or a lost cause
a bitter experience, sweet and sour

Medication?
Did i hear you right?
Hah! Not worth the penny spent
This painless jerk
resting on my skin
has lasted enough
to become hard to mend

I cant recall
what makes it bleed
nor
the trigger that stops the flow
It is not important
I guess I know
the joy
of the memory lapse
of the insatiable failure's glow

No cure
Or do I cherish the remains
of a memory long lost
For the pain
has ceased
and stain
intact
Makes me, Me, Me, Me
So hollow


- Diary of an Oxymoron