Spun Into Nothing
I don't want to hear what Steven's telling me... But I know for sure it's the honest truth, brutally honest. Thank you for that. And thank you thank you for caring when it seemed no one else cared.
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Spinning, my head takes my mind on a wild ride into oblivion. It's turning round and round. I'm so dizzy, I think I'm sick.
The world keeps turning no matter how much I wish it to cease.
I need to get a grasp on myself, but everything is blurred. Where is my hand? My head?
I need to severe the only connection I have to the world existing in my imagination and my mind. Throw this machine against the wall... Make an art out of this mess I call my life... Maybe create new physical pains which become scars I can look at and remember.
I crouch into a ball, trying to make this mistake as unnoticeable as possible. I want to bury my ugliness. Perhaps I can seep into nothingness.
I hear no crash of destruction... I have disappointed, yet relieved myself at the same time. The only noise I hear is all too familiar. Sounds of dropping tears are the thing that's real anything, the only thing I've ever allowed myself to hear,
the only thing I've been given.
_ _ _ _ _
Spinning, my head takes my mind on a wild ride into oblivion. It's turning round and round. I'm so dizzy, I think I'm sick.
The world keeps turning no matter how much I wish it to cease.
I need to get a grasp on myself, but everything is blurred. Where is my hand? My head?
I need to severe the only connection I have to the world existing in my imagination and my mind. Throw this machine against the wall... Make an art out of this mess I call my life... Maybe create new physical pains which become scars I can look at and remember.
I crouch into a ball, trying to make this mistake as unnoticeable as possible. I want to bury my ugliness. Perhaps I can seep into nothingness.
I hear no crash of destruction... I have disappointed, yet relieved myself at the same time. The only noise I hear is all too familiar. Sounds of dropping tears are the thing that's real anything, the only thing I've ever allowed myself to hear,
the only thing I've been given.