Sunday, August 9, 2009

I Come To Thee


What you're telling me
Is it alright?

Are you just telling me 

what I want to hear?

Alright, 

alright,

you don't

have to lie

alright?

Alright?

_____________


Where does 

the motivation 

for this life come from?
________________


I'd rather be alone with anyone but myself.
_______________


Attic
It's an illusion 

I buy into 

on a regular basis.

Escaping that which

hurts and hinders

into an ether 

calm and composed.

The shroud is always

stripped away

by time or

by morning.

What then?

The wait

for the next escape.



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