Breaks Me

by Curing the Comon Cliche   Mar 7, 2009


Ripped open layer of eye eyelids
Headache made me feel like sh it

Other than that I was completely perfect
Nothing in the world could hurt my secret

Smile on my face disappeared with the alarm clock
The thing will blare and rant, never once stopping to talk

Worst thing in the world about waking up perfect
That's as good as that days gonna get

Like a downhill slope on a ski resort hill
Avalanche down, so cold it could kill

Numb is a feeling but then again so is pain
I don't know which ones worse, but they crack both the same

Like something inside your throat is making its way out
Please tell me what you thought this poem was about

Getting dizzy really fast, I guess that could be good
If it was the kind of dizzy that I thought it should

Torn up now, what a perfect time to say goodbye
On the ground, it only breaks me when I'm really high...

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