Guess Who’s Back?

This poem is slightly personal for me, I guess…have fun!

Guess who’s back?

imagination’s power got me back in the sack

Entertaining delusions of grandeur in the hopes of maintaining sanity

but the reality is the images keep haunting me

Plaguing me

Begging for more

While the deepest part of me cries out in agony

Guess who’s back?

imagination’s power got me back in the sack

My eyes have their fill

The better part of of me gets ill

Sick off the scenery

Gotta let go

Gotta let go of this filth

Gotta deal with the real issues

But instead i misuse myself

As if it will help

Guess who’s back?

imagination’s power got me back in the sack

Search, load, and wait

Mentally fornicate

while the Master baits my heart

Offering peace like a dove

You’ll get through the problems with love

Guess who’s back?

imagination’s power got me back in the sack

And I’m waiting for the Son to come up…