Altered States, Songs

“On My Own” (Singin’ The Blues)

By Athena Stairs, December 25, 2025

I’ve looked for my marbles
Not sure where they’ve gone

While drowsy from sleep
Thought I’d write this cute song

There are ghosts in the hall
But I keep them from talkin’

At times flick a light
To interrupt their stalkin’

When takin’ a shower
I’m careful with balance

No bars on the wall
Means slippin’s a menace

And when try to cook
I’m chasin’ ingredients

If you like your food charred
My skills are ingenius

My garden is wet
So rarely smell flowers

The hound can still fetch
But I throw with weak power

My homework has died
From a smack to my thinkin’

The synapses fire
But gaps signal blinkin’

Want to make my own music
But readin’s gone faulty

My eyes seekin’ guidance
Fight overload mentality

My logic’s alright
But I’ve fallen in love

Still lonely at night
When could fit like a glove

But I’ll be alright
It’s been years on my own

Try to live a moral life
So no need to atone

I fight back determined
Where demons encroach

Still seems human plight that
Our souls are bare-boned

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