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STROKE DOWN BLUES

I woke up this morning with the stroke down blues

A formless form without a clue

I woke up this morning without life’s inclination

Without memory, dreams or imagination.

Hallucinating a chainsaw man behind my head

Hallucinating death behind a hospital bed

The nurses were out to kill me

And I was next, I was next.

Black snow pelted stippled my walls

Ceiling and floors, my wheelchair

Crashed and unhinged doors.

Lost in a moment made of tears

Lost in a moment that lasted years.

This is shell shock from a previous life

This is the darkness the blackness my wife

Black snow hologram state behind my eyes

The process of death keeps me alive

This is my stroke down blues

This is my stroke down, blue's, I hope 

I didn’t burst your sentimental bubble

Death is coming and I'm not in a muddle.

Fantasy and reality which is which.

The reality of living a heartless bitch.

 

Creed more-Rathmore

                     New York, Ireland electro

                                      shock, stroke down blues