by happening fish » 4/13/2003, 10:33 am
edited long after this thread's creation:
most of this is crap. i'm optimistically venturing forth the idea that it improves as it goes on, but that's probably hopeful delusion.
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i'm losing my tenuous grip
on the calm center core
that's keeping me sane
i've been trying so hard not to trip
on the hate that i feel
when nothing feels real
i'm being pushed towards the ledge
the hands on my back
speak of falsified love
about to lose myself over the edge
and who'll help me now
when i'm hurtling down?
every word i heard grates on my soul
until i just feel like killing them all
if i'm happy it seems like they aren't
so buried in hate and forgotten...
Last edited by
happening fish on 10/18/2005, 11:16 am, edited 1 time in total.