June 2012
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If I let you, you would make me destroy myself.
In order to survive you, I must first survive myself.
I can sink no further and I cannot forgive you.
There’s no choice but to confront you, to engage you, to erase you.
I’ve gone to great lengths to expand my threshold of pain.
I will use my mistakes against you.
There’s no other choice.
Shameless now. Nameless now.
Nothing...
Fragments of ideas forming. Pieces of a puzzle I can’t quite stitch together.
Grandiose ideas and a vision without focus.
Watching Southland Tales and listening to Muse’s Absolution.
Art and image, music and sex.
I feel like I’m on the verge of something cathartic that keeps escaping by staying just out of reach.
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Dirty Sunrise creeping in,
Broken bottles, guilt within,
The room is black,
The blinds are drawn,
I don’t remember anything,
What I’ve done, where I’ve been,
Another night has come and gone,
This is not for me, no,
This is not for me, no,
This life is not for me, no,
This is not for me, no,
Anymore,
The devil smiles and laughs at me,
Says you’ll be back,...