| | Yin Yang feeling float through my body, disconnected from normal thought. To leave, or not to leave? To be with love, or see it on a schedule? Sometimes, what seems so right can be so wrong and I'm lost in the foggy abyss of confusion and fear. I can't loose him, but what do I have to give up to keep him? 3 of swords pierce my heart while 10 gets the rest. Sometimes, I want to breakaway, but what happens when there is no one there to catch me? Life sucks, It's too good, then too bad. Sometimes, when I'm driving, I go 80-100 and dream of what would happen if I closed my eyes and let go of the wheel. What does the barrel of a gun taste like mixed with the mental fluids that would slowly drip through the gapping hole in the back of my cranium. "On-Line Now" Flashes and I want an escape, to flee to him and bang on the door, have him hold me and kiss my neck oh so gently like earlier today. Sometimes, I want to kill her, sometimes, I don't. Right now, the mafia is looking friendly as they finger their guns and twirl bats in mastering hands. Save me......................................................
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| | Posted 3/17/2007 10:40 PM - 21 Views - 2 eProps - 1 Comment
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