pen and paper
Saturday, June 04, 2005
on the brink of destruction
a pen to my paper
used to be my savior
but right now
I'm lost
at a loss
of words
to
put down
exactly
how I'm feeling
I don't know
what language would be right
Mi español es muy mal,
Mein Deutsh ist nicht sehr gut.
and
Je ne sais pas le français.
my wit ended six hours ago
falling apart
doesn't even begin to describe
my so called life.
I've got this throbbing in my head
nothing has been working
then I get to thinking
just how many pills will it take
to make the constant ache
go away
evenly painless
and I've considered it seriously
this is me
me on the brink of destructionon
my self left home
a while ago.
used to be my savior
but right now
I'm lost
at a loss
of words
to
put down
exactly
how I'm feeling
I don't know
what language would be right
Mi español es muy mal,
Mein Deutsh ist nicht sehr gut.
and
Je ne sais pas le français.
my wit ended six hours ago
falling apart
doesn't even begin to describe
my so called life.
I've got this throbbing in my head
nothing has been working
then I get to thinking
just how many pills will it take
to make the constant ache
go away
evenly painless
and I've considered it seriously
this is me
me on the brink of destructionon
my self left home
a while ago.
posted by *LadieFire* at 5:56 PM
1 Comments:
This is beautiful...so heavy with raw emotion. I really don't know what else to say other than you clearly have a tremendous gift, use it to release - just as you have here. I'll be back to read some of your other work.
**RPM**
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