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1/17/08
Even as I sit here now
staring into the abyss
sometimes I wonder how
it ended up like this
and the walls of separation
drive me insane
all of the frustration
make me turn in desperation
I can feel it gaining on me
it's enough to make my head spin
please listen as I plea
makes me want to scream
standing here with my fake smiling
collecting tears, my eyes begin to gleam
I need to rest
why has so much pain transpired?
I've become so obsessed
with the perfection I can never achieve
this has caused me much undue stress
all I can do is sit and grieve
watch me wither away
this pain is but an ache
to the skies that are ever grey
and to food I've yet to consume
this flawlessness I try to attain
in the end will build my tomb