My life

Dec 07, 2007 15:55

The surrounds are familiar as the walls close in. I watch the world around me spin. I feel the cold hands of insanity tighten around my neck. I wash away the pain with more coffee. Sleep is my enemy as is the night. I walk a thin line between crazed and insane.

This life I've created is my undoing. I'm caught in a never ending circle of madness. I want nothing more than the end. Watching the fire light begin to fade. I hear a movement in the distance.

Warning signs are all around get out now or prepare for the worst. I run yet find myself in the same place. In front of the smoldering ashes of my life.
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