my head feels..
my eyes taste
my nose is on the grounds
finding your scent
my eyelids close
you're arms spread
i slip in
and when i open my eyes
theres no trace
im just one lost soul
stuck in one place
standing still while everything
whirls and breaks
my fine china
a tea party
please god.
please
god.

away.

the only thing i feel can satisfy me
is sleeping

id rather be dreaming
than sleeping
id rather be sleeping
than eat
than

nothing is good when even you cant understand yourself

id combine every curse word and say it now.

everyday is a bad acid trip
i cant come down
i cant come down

i guess ill be up here forever huh?
up here forever?

ill wait until i sweat it up
runs down my cheeks
in yellows and lime greens

ill crawl into a ball
and sink to the bottom
when i hit it

ill look down.

and i ended up in jail.

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i cant remember the last time i updated. who updates? not me.

i felt sad. scared and alone.

and then i didnt.

sometimes i feel like a sourpuss
but maybe im just not worldly

i need this
to keep me happy

i need this
to keep me entertain

i lay and roll in the ground
with grass
and trash

smoke a cigarette afterward.

im so sick of starring at your face
its clear whats wrong
tell me what it is
if thats the case.