Tuesday, September 8, 2009

9.8

When will this day end?

Your anger is obvious.
I want to protect you. But who am i to protect you, but a child.
In desperate need of protection herself.

If only i had the power.

Pull the plug.
Whats wrong.
Nothing.

Everything.

Body writhing in pain.
Whats wrong.

Aleve consumed like candy.
Kidney failure.

Checkmate.

Whats wrong.
Sleep deprived. Deliriousness.
Mind riddled with plague.

I don't fucking know.
If only i could jump just this once.
Get behind.
Push.

I'll just sit and rot.
Can't you see im decaying.

Throw back the curtains.




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