Who am I?
04/26/2004 04:13 a.m.
Ahh.. The self loathing kicks in...

Who am I? What am I to you?
anything? Anything at all?
am I just words passed upon a page
and I the one past my age?
I thought I'd be someone, a long time ago
but now.. fuck man.. now I just don't know..

I'd swallow down a bottle of pills to kill this pain
but now, now I just think thoguhts like that are insane..

I'd drown my sorrows in a bottle of rum...
but then I'd just forget about where I'm from...

Retarded cartoons and legacy's lost in forgotten fables
but now I've found the cost, passed out under too many tables..

I slept once, I slept deep and pure..
and now, I wake, with this feeling so unsure...

I feel like I'm a trainwreck, waiting to explode
and as I wait, I feel my inside corrode..
I wisheed for happiness, only to find hell in return
so now, in this life, I guess I'm forced to burn..

I'd give it all up.. just for that second of true bliss..
and its all the other stuff in my life.. that'd I'd never miss.


Will someone or something just finish this chapter
so I wont have to live a life of regret without her?

I just want something that I can call my own..
my sanctuary, my love...My home.

Is it worth all that? To forget and forgive?
Is it too much to ask, to be the life you live?

To find happiness at the bottom of the barrel
while your life is in utter perril?

To forget who you are, on some lost desert road
when back in your old life, you were ready to explode.

Someone.. just finish me off, it's been long overdue..
and now, since I don't have the ball, I leave this up to you.

I am currently Bleh