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Aug 30, 2005 18:17

I've been gripping my fists these days.
I've been pacing internally. I've been racing infernally.
I've been ripping my lists most days these days.

I never seem to get my thoughts filed. Only defiled. It's been a while.
Since I got my head straight, seems it was too late.

Everything I love is getting me now - it's getting me down.
I'm paying back fate for a mountain I owe, of good times I've known, for days before days spent low.

I'm broken inside-out, new pains I'm finding out about.
Since I got my head straight, seems it was too late.
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