an old "poem" if thats what you wanna call it

Jan 09, 2006 01:06

I'm lost in a sea, on a train, of no thought,
spiraling down
dizziness
fills my head
worst case scenario
the thing i dread
its what stands before me
he slaps me hard
as i scream
why me
and
what the fuck was i thinking in the first place
i took that step
i made that move
my choices were bad
my consequences worse
surrounding me
suffocating me
not breathing
daring to speak
i have no words to say anyway
no justification for my actions
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