Suddenly stranded,
I’m at the bottom of this pit of mush.
Full of angst,
Delusions.
Crawlies & wet dirt up to my chin,
Suffocating,
Anatomical heart thumping fast
Beating like a drum.
Despair,
Stretching out my arm,
Aiming it towards the bright light,
Barking for it to take a grasp of my hand and **** me in tight.
Shutting my eyes,
Seeing black,
Wanting to be black,
Disappearing into ashes.
Emptiness and motionless harmony,
Suddenly speaking.
Mar 1, 2012
Mar 1, 2012 at 4:11 PM UTC
Suddenly stranded,
I’m at the bottom of this pit of mush.
Full of angst,
Delusions.
Crawlies & wet dirt up to my chin,
Suffocating,
Anatomical heart thumping fast
Beating like a drum.
Despair,
Stretching out my arm,
Aiming it towards the bright light,
Barking for it to take a grasp of my hand and **** me in tight.
Shutting my eyes,
Seeing black,
Wanting to be black,
Disappearing into ashes.
Emptiness and motionless harmony,
Suddenly speaking.
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