one_track

im in trouble...again
so my thoughts are mean
my words are useless
my intentions are void

the art of expression
rather than doin

am i crazy?
the demons in my head tell me yes
my conscience tells me no
i dont know who to believe

i miss her
she is my best friend
the request for space
i try and try and fail misserably

i need to leave this city
start off new, come back when the time is right and things are good
sweep her off her feet
the connection through disconnection

death to the spys
drama on a daily basis
keep your eyes and ears shut
die slow
eternal

lets see how this week goes
its hump day and im fuckin on the one track
35 year old possibilities
thats funny

-the man eating haunter of the pits