Untitled
By no one at all
its a big trap
i'm stuck in
this
vicious
c y c l e
of love you
hate you
fucking hate
[you]
i try to make myself
n.u.m.b.
to you
cut off circulation
to our bloodlust connection
kill off the part of me
that still loves you
so fucking
much
and i can't keep doing this
you're my downward
spir
a
l
my endless maze
and i'm trapped in
the trapdoor
(this foggy haze)
you're my bad karma
i've collected for so long
and its wrong
because i'm wrong
(you make me feel i'm always wrong)
and fuck you
for your enigma
drawing me
back
in
again
and
again
and there's
never an
end
to this hell
holding cell
of love/hate
can't configurate
but i'm going blind
with this hatred in my eyes
and i'd rather be
[dead]
Comments on "Untitled"
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A former member wrote:
Hmmmmmm...I know how this feels...and man, do I agree when you say you'd rather be dead...but...yeah, I agree with Courtney-wonderful job. *Evangel*
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On Wednesday, October 19, 2005, Army Barbie
(324) wrote:
Interesting. I liked the structure of this. In fact, i loved it as a whole. Nicely done. -Courtney