too overworked.
too stressed.
too crazy to care whats
GOING ON in real life.
the words of anger
turn into acts with danger,
and can cause a brutal fight-
not of fists,
but of mind
and word.
sometimes it's unreal,
and out of this world-
how these things can escalate
from thin air
to fullblown hate
when one just doesnt care.
it's like the swearing blaring
is often too scary to face
in the days when there's
so much hate, and so much fear
often times, it's so unclear
of what it's about anymore-
but they make you run out,
and slam the door.
it's a tragedy-
how much bad blood can there be
when caught of the grips
so intent on giving their lips
instead of their ears-
instead of calming some fears,
it just forces more tears
and the pain? it just stays,
it'll never go away.

I dont know how it feels first hand
but it's not like i dont understand at all
these desperate days where i get a pleading call
or a late night knock on my door-
what's all this fighting for?
i want you to know that you're not alone
but that shit you have, i can only clear so much
and i'm sorry that i dont have a stronger touch,
but i love you,
i try to do what i can
and the days seem too long now
but we will find our way through them
somehow.

04/08/2003

Posted on 04/09/2003
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