lavamaughnster (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} lavamaughnster) wrote,@ 2007-12-31 05:57:00 |
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How?
How can it be
I'm still here,
When my own mind is after me?
Or, could it be something more sincere?
The alcohol speaks blasphemy.
But it's all G, here;
It relaxes me.
With each falling tear,
The ones I think I can trust I suspect are laughing at me.
We're entering a new year,
And I'm so afraid of battling this disease.
How can you see
Through that veil of opinions,
Fabricated from the very fibers of what I scream?
"Pay attention
To the blood I leak."
This is no joke or lesson-
Just a warning.
The lonely choking victim's
Body is rotting,
In his hidden mental dimension,
Comepletely rid of sobriety.
How can it be
I'm still here,
When my own mind is after me?
Or, could it be something more sincere?
The alcohol speaks blasphemy.
But it's all G, here;
It relaxes me.
With each falling tear,
The ones I think I can trust I suspect are laughing at me.
We're entering a new year,
And I'm so afraid of battling this disease.
How can you see
Through that veil of opinions,
Fabricated from the very fibers of what I scream?
"Pay attention
To the blood I leak."
This is no joke or lesson-
Just a warning.
The lonely choking victim's
Body is rotting,
In his hidden mental dimension,
Comepletely rid of sobriety.
