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drenching weakness through my habits i'm drenching the years in havoc separate me from this negative structure give me a form of fixture numb my mind synapsis leave me lifeless with pure panic what i give is nothing grand for when i get i set the stand I never awoke from the dream when in the air, my mind is shattered in debris so humbble when i scream with eyes so innocent, my recital brings my actions menacing |
god damn VERY good write, and a well focused great poem with HUGE potentail, wish it wa slogner, id gladly read more of your work but its 1 am and im goign to bed nice way to finish the night, thank you for your time and concideration to come write this and submit it to this community| Posted on 2005-05-31 00:00:00 | by obsidiandreams | [ Reply to This ] | |