to be totally honest i'm depressed as fuck, fucked up on sluts, fucked up no luck, time goes by stronger dope, self-pity the fruit on which i choke, to be totally honest i want to let it go, to give up on everything, to live life slow (alas death!) to be able to let go- of the hate that consumates my anger deep inside, to be totally honest i'm psychotic as fuck, filled with twisted thoughts, full of fucked up dreams, smoke-haze filled emptiness that i cannot clean; nor ever get through, to be totally honest i wanna scream and shout, to hit someone to break a face, to let go of dead fantasies entwined in the lace, of- acid dreams and commonplace deeds, full lanquid streams cold-clear means, i cannot see anymore for my sight is busted, to be totally honest dead inside, my eyes i could care less because i have saw the beast, ever-consuming eroding corroding, eating away at the hollowness i hide, anger rage blind March phase, open closed fucked up it shows, drowning grasping to climb up from the hole, to be totally honest; the doorway is already closed...... copyright 2003 The PooRe PoeT 3-5-2003