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| goldie18 (profile) wrote, on 11-28-2005 at 7:43pm | |
| Current mood: crushed Music: couting crows- long december Subject: uhhh |
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| Ant in a word, the whole universe would collapse in a motion from my hand let me release my anguish through a handful of dust let me sprinkle it through my soul leave the world I said I wanna leave the world just let me vanquish this grief it's got to be done away with my angst has tormented my mind for too long then again maybe I overreacted maybe I'm an ant in the universe if I'm so little is it better to be nothing than have the world on your shoulders? couldn't I leave this country? what borders did I let this garden put upon my soul? again why can't I leave? maybe a sailboat through the canal would be fun it's the anxiety but it's not from my heart she's causing this anxiety “Who is she?” Mama always says. “Mama can't you see she's right next to me” and I'm lamenting all the same. I hear it again, “Who is she?” This time from the skies. God, was that you? So what if I'm hallucinatory we're all just ideas we're all just figments of His imagination we're all just ideas… Mama, can't you see her? -Jesse Mencow --i need to write again, i was doing so much better when i wrote. i cany believe i did it again, stupid me. stupid stupid me. slice after slice. i need to bleed i tell myself cut deeper faster & harder show no emotion as it opens cut my skin apart make sure it leaves a mark open hearts are the same as open wounds my scars they will forever be i once again opened my heart too soon and now im left cutting more open wounds. |
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