Back & Forth

She's rocking in her rocking chair, back & forth

East to west and south to north

When she's there she's there, but when she's gone she's gone

And with those that haunt her she'll be among

From where she was she's now amiss

As she falls into the black depths of the abyss

Deep into the choking smog of her delusional obsession

Free falling through the silver lined clouds of her past life regression

Forwards she rocks and then she's back

Time's meandering and she's losing track

Back & forth, sometimes here, but mostly there

She's somewhere, someplace, in a place elsewhere

All those delirious fantasies they gradually crept

Up to a cliff edge of blind faith, a place from where she leapt

Into a time tunnel of malevolent myths where The World reversed

Into a vortex she tripped; in absurdity she immersed

Backwards, forwards, from side to side

She's slowly slipping without time to bide

She's back & forth, as she sits there mumbling

In her lost eyes her sanity's crumbling

Has she finally found for what she longs?

For she's somewhere else when she speaks in tongues

She frowns, she drools, for where she is cannot appease her

For she crashed and burned with FMS and cryptomnesia

She's rocking in her rocking chair, back & forth

East to west and south to north

When she's there she's there, but when she's gone...

And with those that haunt her, she will belong