Jul 2010
I**
Does reality scare you somehow?
I know what it does to me.
Dreamless, braindead,
mocking me like a Prophet to the past.
And I ****** up.
Does reality scare you somehow?
I know what it does to me.
Dreamless, braindead,
mocking me like a Prophet to the past.
And I ****** up.
From my Poetry Suit *Slices of Poem*
