Feb 09, 2003 23:04
the thoughts that are
projected to me
make too much sense
you're that of a poison
filling my lungs
as i gasp for air
and all i can breathe in
are your toxic words
as they repeat in my head
and transcend all reason
as i have ever known it
this lack of judgment
i welcome it with open arms
because suddenly insanity
is less of a condition
and more of an escape
an escape which i’d gladly take
over the staleness of
everyday life
conflicting thoughts fill my mind
thinking has become overrated
and the words my lips form
make even less sense
i want to give into this nothingness
that somehow seems to be everything i am
and yet i want not to make decisions
take away my control
because i am lying here selfless
and i want to be forced by anyone else
shoved into a corner
cuz right now all that i am is a blur
and i feel so alone
in the silence i call my own head
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ah my.