mired
July 9th 2010 16:39
cloudy brain
state of mud
all is tenuous
'cept The permeating bad-ness
alien thought: hope
word of all moments: futile
separate beings
existence of belonging... suspect
Of course is it just me
neverending querys bonded to dubious answers
memories, dissasembled, blurred, Un real i able
disintegration in motion
unable to stay whole
struggle for naught
pain lies in wait, yet already here
sleep?
dream with an eye trained towards Tomorrow?
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