31 March 2010
29 March 2010
undead fear.anonymous
The fear is here, crawling in my head.
It keeps me awake.
It creeps just beneath the surface.
I am exhausted.
I am alone.
If I doze off, it wakes me back up.
I swallow it, burying it in sweet destruction.
It explodes back up from its grave.
Me, I am lost beneath the fear.
I am shackled to a metal circle of
burying and reburying the fear.
It won't stay underground.
I am lost in sickeningly sweet destruction.
No one sees me.
Even the ground is unfamiliar.
It keeps me awake.
It creeps just beneath the surface.
I am exhausted.
I am alone.
If I doze off, it wakes me back up.
I swallow it, burying it in sweet destruction.
It explodes back up from its grave.
Me, I am lost beneath the fear.
I am shackled to a metal circle of
burying and reburying the fear.
It won't stay underground.
I am lost in sickeningly sweet destruction.
No one sees me.
Even the ground is unfamiliar.
22 March 2010
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