Do you hate the way you feel? Always closer to the flame, ever closer to the blade

Feb 27, 2003 19:04

and sara thinks she's died here once before
she's crazy
a pop-up book of flowers
from grade 4
are driving her insane
no-one knows why
she's sad tonight
no-one can help her find

crying, she couldn't afford
the view
crying, these automatic flowers won't
do
another brick
another window frames the confusion
her garden blooms but sara can't see straight
she's drinking herself blind

So you twist the cap open. The bottle cries out. The pills are begging to be used. And you're dying to use them. You need them. You want them. You can't live without them. Gingerly, you reach in and grab them. One by one you swallow them. Suddenly the whole bottle is gone. The fancy pills danced down your throat and into your stomach so quickly. Now you wait, wondering what the outcome will be. You shake uncontrollably and black out. And now comes the eternal bliss.

all i wanted was eternal bliss..........
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