Mood Swing Swing

I tried to close the dark timber door,
The hinges were doused in slime, swing swing,
A thousand fears pushed against the other side.
I was a child in the ocean, a wave on the horizon.

No matter how hard you push,
The water slides between your fingers,
Outstretched your hands are useless.
Things you wish out come through, swing swing.

Sadness crashes upon my soul.
I succumb to the wailing, I weep, swing swing.
How else does one empty themselves?
Else the ocean drowns you, lose the ocean.

I am a withered leaf, life unspoken.
White mass upon the floorboards, swing swing.
Slowly I melt into my abyss, lose myself.
I hang there lifeless, as if from a noose.

I am so noisy, like a flock of parrots.
Screaming, mood swings attack, swing swing.
They steal my smiles away, I am all that’s left.
Alone, heavy, clenched, and sickly.

Swing, swing, the hinges of my sanity,
Back and forth without a decision.
Where am I, and what do I want?
These choices I fear to make.

Pale flesh outstretched in an empty house, swing swing.
Splayed on a sundial, telling the time, I am lit.
Burning inside, a bird has flown away.
I watch shudders of shadows from the wings.

Haunted by past mistakes, today’s mistakes,
Every mistake lined up like trees, swing swing.
Their roots run deep within my heart,
I try to burn them, but they are made of steel.

I feel so small, then happy.
Light switch, on off, off on.
Flip like a gymnast, fall like a kamikaze.
These are my trials, swing swing.

I open my eyes, I see the sky.
I wallow, for I am not one of the stars.
Pity for me, swing swing, swing swing.
Stop the pendulum on the right side, forever.

I nail the golden disk to the wall.
The angle is that of a rising wing.
It will always be ready to come down,
To lift me higher, swing swing.

Like a seagull flapping down to go up.
I die, I am born, I wish for more.
I want to escape the chains of emotion,
I am stuck in my childhood, swing swing.

My window is a memory, reality.
I can see the cars pass by, lives unfolding.
I stay in my room; I bar the door from the water.
Still flooding, I am drowned daily, swing swing.

Justify my hatred, condone my sadness.
Make me one of you, one of me.
Frost upon the eyelids, frozen shut, swing swing.
No more water may pass this icy wall.

I am alteration, hear me swing swing, swing swing, swing swing, swing swing.