A poem a day keeps the doctor away
or in business

Movies ******
Not people
But innocence

They send you into the world
Thinking that justice always prevails
Good always vanquishes evil
The nice guy always gets his dream girl
The underdogs always win

Then you grow up
and realize that these are movie subjects
because they are the exception and not the rule
Thats when a little piece of you dies
And the movies got away with another ******

I'm sitting here at my desk
It's 5 in the morning
And i suppress a yawn
Should I lay and rest?
It's very nearly dawn

My eyes are getting heavy
I know its almost time
But I doubt i'm ready
To battle with my mind

I can think about the future
Ponder on the past
In the end it doesn't matter
You invade my mind
Like a shotgun blast

Is it you or is it I?
That lets you in at night
I'm sure your bark is bigger than your bite
or is that another lie?

I guess it doesn't matter
How you came to be
All that really matters
Is what you do to me

I feel claustrophobic
in my own skin
And the contradiction
of being warn and thin

My heart is a hammer
Trying to break through
As I begin to tremble
I MUST find something to do

It frightens me to no end
What a single thought can do
What is death to you?