Jan 07, 2009 19:55
mikes making a movie. the story is about this guy who gets hit by a car and slips into a coma. in his dream hes suicidal and at the end looks into the sky, through the universe and out of his skin which is where my speech comes into play. here it is;
i was abandoned, accidentally by my own animosity. ive adapted to my alcohol addiction, to my anxious armor that anticipates abuse, to my apathetic aches of awful ambivolence. my affection for anger appeases my abundant and abstract asphyxiation on my internal appocolypse.
ive learned to leave losing. ive been lewd, lazy and have lathered my lust to levitate from this limbo. i miss my life and want to love lively as lethally as lava. the luxury of lies have been less lucky than limp logic. i must let loose this last lucid lament and unleash this litherly leapord.
at last ive astonished those applying my label... myself.