Trip

Trip

I am a self destructive creation
I am only human
Yet I am beyond a human need
I have no comprehension
I am over edged

I can't hold my pencil because…
My head is fallling down to… heh, heh
I am into this fear
It is only me, but it is very real
My own mind is tearing me apart
I go three ways, body, mind and soul

My body just flops
My mind is out of control
My soul has gone, and is fighting to gain control

3/15/1982
March 2, 2005 @ 12:12 pm | Category:
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