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No Brown Baggers
Join Date: Jul 2004
Posts: 14,077
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Im done foolio...
an earthquake just took place, you were in your bathroom, you turn the knob of the door, it doesn't open, nor does it help knowing you're claustrophobic
Im tossing and turning,
Laying in bed, tired and counting some sheep,
Its late, it's almost three,
Can't get to sleep, and I gotta go pee,
Sleep isnt happening,
So I go to the bathroom and turn on the lights,
Take a second, and finish my business,
While washing my hands I feel something aint right,
I figure I'm crazy,
I should go back to bed, i've been stressing lately,
So I reach for the door,
And almost fall over when the ground starts violently shaking,
Can't figure this out,
But i do know, that I have to get out of this house,
I grab the knob and twist,
Doesnt turn..but the power goes out,
Jesus Christ I'm scared,
I almost scream, my worst fear is coming about,
Im alone in my home,
I wonder, 'Why did i close the door.. porque eres menso*?,
And im on the third floor,
Which means I cant even jump out of the window,
Im thinking everythings fine,
If I have to, I know I can wait for some help
But realize two minutes later,
That the room is small and dark, and that ain't good for my health
I'm claustrophobic, I have to settle my mind,
But my heart is racing, and I cant handle these confines,
This is bad, and start to think,
That I might have a heart attack, if held doesnt arrive,
What can i do,
Theres gotta be way, somehow, this doors got to open,
Tried to kick it down,
Until my foot hurt, and my spirit was undeniably broken,
Im tired, and out of ideas,
Its been a long while, and I'm almost hysterical,
I'm still on the toilet,
Mumbling, praying to God to deliver a miracle,
Im almost in tears,
Why me.. why.. I cant take this anymore.
And then i start crying,
As my neighbor walks through the door,
*Spanish for: "Why are you dumb"
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