10 thick lines of my appreciation
10 thick lines of over wound addiction
You can't see me
You can't help me
You will blame me
And bleed me
Outta mind, outta sight
Turn on my death light
Watch me fade
Head down in the water I wade
The clock is ticking
These thoughts won't stop sticking
My colorful exaggerations
And bloody self destruction
Obsession
Deep depression
Fucking Indecisive
Pain is inclusive
One more question
To my last defence
I stand here bleeding
Screaming and pleading
Will I ever be free?
Another day may I see?
But there it is....
That dreadful voice
The one I fear
The one I hear
I tremble with fright
As I begin to lose my sight
All is fading
Not worth waiting....
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Written April 3rd, 2006
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