Monday, December 04, 2006


Ever have one of those days where you stop and look around and you just can't stand anything you see? Sometimes i get this tiny little voice way back in the darkest corner of my mind that says "fuck it" escape now while you still can...lol. It's not that i hate my life, far from in in fact...its just some days i think i might be missing something somewhere else. It is like going to the store to buy groceries.... and you pick up the same things you always do, because you know exactly how they taste and you like it, in fact you love it! and some days you see that new product or a differnt brand and you want to try it but you don't because it is too expensive or you do buy it and you hate it and now your stuck with it and it sits in the fridge and goes bad...and your a moron for wasting money and food and kicking yourself cause you didn't listen to that other little voice that said don't buy it.....it isn't as good as your brand! Anyway I'm ranting, i hate fighting, and i'm sick of being sick! and tired of being tired!
A quiet evening at home,
shared with the ghosts
of my past wreckage.
A funeral pyre,
the only source of light
in the darkness that is my soul.
Sacraficial clarification,
ritual self abuse,
masterbatorial rectification,
words of wisdom from a monk
caught in his own moral fiber.
Mental debate,
weakness of fortitude.
The rain falls,
but never reaches the ground.
It collects in stagnant pools,
at the base of my spine,
where it waits to be tapped,
and used for some sinister purpose.
Enough shit for now...
Later...

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