i'm not leaving until we dismantle the box spring.

[ohbitemylip]

so much truth everywhere. it was amazing. we all admitted to just knowing. we knew the feelings eachother had, and we knew the motives of every move. and it feels real nice to sit around with good people & know the truth is being told. everything feels so different.

i figure out the way it is. i know that it's there and i know it is and you do too, and it's this constant energy always there but we're stuck at different stages. eventually things will all be on the same page and things will be so bad how i want them too. & we'll see eye to eye & we'll be ready & it will be perfect.

but the truth is I have no faith in happiness
it turns to fear, draws the devils near
so I jumped the fence
and went out west

abilene
got a sales job as a pharmaceutical rep
lived out of hotels, rental cars and a stowable bag
I drove all day - from hospital pacing and clinic sweats
I drove all night - I couldn’t ever sleep now anyway

I tried, but the old devils, they found me in my room
I hid under the covers and cried out as they tore off my sheets
so I went east

vietnam
I’m long gone
I’m up the river
way past mekong

but the old devils, they found me in my hut
they poured through the windows, they cornered me
and I cried out, to no one: “I give up."

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"i can't go on... i will go on"