Day 2

A little girl, in a window, pounding to get out, How many times had Jimmy done that to get his moms attention?  Day 2 is psychotic.  The thoughts of the day are bleek, court with Crystal, my deadly thread.  Bound together to her by Jimmy, yet she keeps me away.  I am Tense, tense with anticipation about the day, the night, will I live, another day.
The Spiral continues, dragging me down like a bathtub ejecting water, a spiral tornado, sucking the life.  My mind, open, to the heavens, asa if my head was split open, I sit to see the sun, my spiritual connection lingers on.  I search the plains, I look to the 4 corners, I tempt faTE one more time, To bring me closer to you.   I love you Jimmy.