Love Laxatives 3/4 - Standing Still: Drowning

Mar 25, 2009 15:36

He stood in the crowd, not part of the crowd
He assimilated, yet found himself alienated
The place was brimming with people, still he never felt so alone

It dawned on him how desperately he was trying to act functional

When the lights and sound die down, then what?

The wretchedness of his mind takes over

He plots an emotion-time graph on the uninspiring paper of life
How funny it oscillates through countless troughs and peaks within so short a span
Is he bordering schizo?
He hardly gets the pleasure alas

My friend, you are nothing more than a boy lost in a world of things you want but cannot get
Just a naked and quivering body hiding in the corner of your room afraid to face your own devils
Sobbing silently in the dark for fear of revealing the very futility of your being
Frightened the dark processes that worked between your ears can lead you to your own destruction

I am falling in love with my shadow in the light, he muses to himself

Love Laxatives 1/4 - Longing: I see myself
Love Laxatives 2/4 - Starting: Maybe

as good as it gets

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