Lost

by argueing with the rain   Sep 13, 2006


Arguing with the rain. screaming at the moon. falling into my mind. these weights dragging me down. free me from this this. free me from the images in my head. pull down heaven, i want to rest my head on a cloud. how did i become this twisted mess? another piece of garbage that society throws away. no one left to help. no one by my side. all alone in this. the last warrior fighting the invincible enemy. defenseless i stand. no chance for victory. why do i continue to wag war? it seems so fruitless. beaten, bloody, broken down. save me from myself.

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