Holy Sweet God
help me get away from all this madness

I'm still a little weakened
mutilated maybe

what do you find at the end of the line?
Peace? Eternity?
Shhhhh

At this rate I don't know how much longer I'll last

I see the world lurking
Iconoclast.

These notebooks will cost a dear price
Shhhh

And why have you left me
buried with your bones in memory

Was there ever a person in that skull
Not in here I assure you

Death is ever willing for us all
But Life, so frugal with its call

and for some not at all.

I always dreamed this would be so much more

Why did you leave me at the station all alone?
Dismal-- for my mind to decide

I'm
almost
playing
in
the
tracks

08/27/2002

Posted on 08/27/2002
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