| A thousand souls mixed together. Puzzle pieces.. Not yet in order. Waiting, Waiting, Anxiety of the hand that will remove the box from over our heads. |
| PRINCESS All I ever wanted to do was hold you. All I ever wanted to do was love you. Blinded by love, Blinded by the "bag". Two fools ran down roads that were to distant. Burning our feet on the black ashphalt. I have now felt your pain of many years. Making me sick for years to come. Leaving was easy, Leaving you I can't describe. Though I know we will meet again. |
FATALIST Having not writen in months, Time has lept ocean to ocean. Literally....... I have made it out to the Northern Pacific to live, For awhile I hope. Leaving all my hatred and love behind. Time to start a new life. Clean up my ways. Though I know falling is what I do best. Corupting myself one way or another. For some weird reason I like destruction of self. I thrive on it. Only feelings complete when I acheive neer death. |
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| OUTDOORS Fresh air makes me choke, As if I were inhaling amonia. The great blue sky has collapsed, Making vision a chore. Afraid to look up, I stare at the floor of this vast empty planet. Insects scurry over my feet, Not even aware of my existance. I am also one of those bugs. I try and notice, I try and care, I do not. I am an empty shell. Waiting to compost, Into out mother. |