May 24, 2006 19:06
cool breeze through my window
I'm barely alive
poison in my chest
poison in my head
that's all there is these days
is poison
I looked in the mirror
naked to my eyes only
I hoped to see a face behind me
something to comfort me
something for me to breathe
instead all I saw was the poison
my days are dreams
I'm walking through the motions
down hallways that drown me
looking at people who see past me
but its okay, cause I don't see them
misprints of the same faces
dolls, robots, we're all machinery
I need to pull my own fire drill
to hear sirens in my brain
the lack of time doesn't hit me
it's the poison, they'd say,
if they all knew
but my poison is me