Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Fuck The World and My reputation

Cigarettes and gasoline
I'll leave here ripped at the seams
Bleeding from an open wound
Severed there this afternoon 
Finding no respect and sympathy
Torching my insides only to see

The fact that everything I knew was gone
Burned by the fact I'm always wrong
Cashed in my humiliation
For a laugh
A salutation
Maybe the last

Here I stand alone in place
Drifting in the realms of time and space
To think expressions knew me well
I think I'm learning in this dry spell
Everyone I know can't stand the sight
I'm in the way
Not reliable enough to fight

Chasing a wave thats crashing so near
Moving everything into clear
A mind has spoken to my dismay
The thought of myself being this way
A change I thought I'd never think

Left here to my demise
Falling further down the lines
In a world of torrents and files
I'll never make it back alive


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