| [[a memoir screamed in silence]] ( @ 2005-10-06 00:29:00 |
tremble ramble shake
wandering racing speeding
my eyes are pinned open with my psychosis
snap crackle arthritis
i’m itching like a fiend
floating – cloud six
aching throbbing pain
quivering ~~~
the twitching wont cease
i’m spinning – rounds, like a game of roulette
russian, rememory, anguish or regret?
the time is wrong - the ceiling’s are taller than the roof
glimmer sparkle, (pretty like fairy) dusk
the fog has settled through my ears
energy spaz gulp
a cool river running through my veins
FLASH the film’s almost up
scroll to the top
backspace backspace : enter slogan here
open your eyes, pray tightly
pry open this chest
cough – black breath exposed
two steps forward…. a thousand steps to the side
what has hell done for me lately?
burn inhale relax
>PAUSE< cigarette break, the door seems wide closed
peaceful, i can feel the rising chests of the coma like bodies
they sprawl out like a murder of crows
speaking of murder, when’s the last time you led a knife…
the records skipping… please turn to Bside, Bside, Bees Slide
everything is falling to pieces
the ground was so far from this drop
i’m giving into the temptation of multiplicity
sclerosis? no psychotics
analytical ~~~~~~~~~~~ illiterate to the least
diplomatic white collar trash
but that’s the next story
mind track… back on the main road.
cows… maybe crows
i’ll put money on the latter
DON’T WALK UNDER THE LADDER!
seven years shattered luck
for a world of stupidity cracked out in SEVEN days
SEVEN back track one, repeat three times
now fall to your knees, i demand a hail mary
scream till your finger nails bleed
bleed till your numb in the head
feed off the energy of lost souls
it’s a cult of admiration
cries for help VS lines of suicide
eyeliner VS vanilla lips of passion?
passion -~> i choose poison
or was it that the poison plague chose me?
i’m not quite sure of anything anymore
scratch that
deja- you?
ALONESOME, it’s
chirp little crickets, the dew’s arrived
morning glory is soon to rape us with her beams
RISE.
FALL the romans failed
a new chapter begins
Aristotle ain’t got nothing on my philosophy
i’m spinning, rolling off the tip of my pen
SETTLE, CALM … BREATH!
the sixth dimension of plant you.
you … are you listening?
i’ve failed you for the first time all over again
the night is seeping through the cracks
the floor boards creaking
no wait, tile… maybe carpet
unfinished and unsatisfied, my only crimson regret
a rant of ages
ROCK, SET, GO!
speeding down the interstate of emotions
bouncing over the great dividers
red light means…
i know this one, but do i care to remember?
dare me to cry?
wind calm yourself, please quit
the ringing in my ears
STOP STOP STOP! quit.
i can’t take this anymore
church bells, ashes
the memories flood through the haze
i fear the mirror,
it’s cracking from the inside
close the blinds
i want to be insightlessful
paranoia – stop looking at me
haunting taunting
give it up à i’m giving up
lighten up.
he loves you
closure soon will come
too many chairs are facing me
i’m in the past house, you’re all dead
pulse racing
PLEASE STOP - - - i’m begging you.
i can’t handle another loss
my sanity is at .001 percent, leave it be.
my ink is running a 3 mile stint.
turn it off
click click click
don’t think, don’t speak
none of this must leave these walls
lock the window on your way out
the door’s bolted to the ground
dizzy cells of containment
turn out the light
tell the man i’ll get back to him
fairly well.