Wednesday, December 29, 2004
Thoughts
"Numb"
I stroll through the midnight sky just to know I’m still alive
Watch those frozen puffs of smoke glide up so high
Still I become numb ever day as I slowly get hung.
Reach so hard for this fluttering dove but can’t grasp it when it comes.
Just standing in this place watch it dissipate.
Feel it seep into my veins this excruciating pain
Can’t seem to find a true life in this bottomless strife.
The needle always in my arm, never seeming to shake, it’s so hard.
The drugs slowly stopping my heart.
The cold wind whipping from the north as my souls slowly torn.
The leaves flying in the breeze just becoming so weak.
Still I become numb ever day as I slowly get hung .
The smoke burning my lungs, my mind feeling stung.
Can’t seem to let go of this barbwire rope,
And my face filled with lies as my insides cry.
Opionins
I don't want to become numb like I am always on drugs.
"Numb"
I stroll through the midnight sky just to know I’m still alive
Watch those frozen puffs of smoke glide up so high
Still I become numb ever day as I slowly get hung.
Reach so hard for this fluttering dove but can’t grasp it when it comes.
Just standing in this place watch it dissipate.
Feel it seep into my veins this excruciating pain
Can’t seem to find a true life in this bottomless strife.
The needle always in my arm, never seeming to shake, it’s so hard.
The drugs slowly stopping my heart.
The cold wind whipping from the north as my souls slowly torn.
The leaves flying in the breeze just becoming so weak.
Still I become numb ever day as I slowly get hung .
The smoke burning my lungs, my mind feeling stung.
Can’t seem to let go of this barbwire rope,
And my face filled with lies as my insides cry.
Opionins
I don't want to become numb like I am always on drugs.
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