Monday, August 10, 2009
i swear the deployment duty for NDP wore me down like ksdlnfklwhfed. im tired. inside and outside. my waist is aching and me legs are heavy. my eyes are droopy and my hair is sticky. my mind is lost and my heart is empty. i hate this. There's a voice in my head telling me why I should hate you, But I hate myself instead. There's a pair of dead eyes in the mirror looking back at me. I guess it's wrong to live life so lifelessly. Scars are tearing open along my palms and knees. I guess that's what I should get for crawling back at your feet. And now I'm feeling so down, that there's no God above. No mercy for a soul that's just way too fucked up. There's a pain in my chest growing stronger with every heartbeat. Now there's nothing left of me, but empty bottles of pills and Bacardi. Yes, I guess it's wrong to live right. Scars are tearing open along my palms and knees. I guess that's what I should get for crawling back at your feet. And now I'm feeling so down, that there's no God above. No mercy for a soul... Scars are tearing open along my palms and knees. I guess that's what I should get for crawling back at your feet. And now I'm feeling so down, that there's no God above. No mercy for a soul that's just way too fucked up. for without you im a lesser man.
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