the anxiety slashed me it curled me into a fetus of fear the fear cancered me
for years and then it killed me
many times
i am with you not of you
my pain is weightless
my thoughts a narrative of escapism
suicidal dance in the shadow of our rubbish
everything goes in the frenzy and the trance
the song and dance
of eatting corpse
i don't know how or why
but i fly downstream to the sea
and i don't stop there
i can hear you speak
to your self in your own voice
in your mind as you read
i think this is eternity
i don't want to die
Sunday, August 3, 2008
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