Avalanche (avalanche) wrote, @ 2003-05-15 19:49:00

Pakt like Sardines Running For Home this must be it
Haunted
Yes that is it
The words drift upward to me
From another realm
Another existance
Another plain of reality
In this world we were lovers
Him and I
And that is why the injustice of this time and place
Is unfathomably bittersweet
And hard to swallow

I want to punish him
Take away the comfort of my presence
I do not know
Really
If my being there was comfort or not
If the truth must be known
And the cards are all on the table
Layed bare for the whole collective consciousness to see
Then it is I
That is being denied his comfort
Not the other way around
I am punishing myself
But then again
I was punishing myself when he was next to me

There is no winning in this blind situation

My longing is thick and viscose
Clinging to my raiments like a needy child
Nothing
No nothing
Can detract me from exposure
I am sinking in the mire of this oppressive quicksand
The whole in my world
In this firmament widening
And swallowing me whole
Into the belly of the whale
wail
Cry
Release
Release
But it is only the illusion that is broken
Torn from my fingers
Fingers grasping on to the littlest fragment of my memories
And alas
Those too now have been tainted
He'll give it up to anyone willing to listen to his sad story
You are no different my dear
Not special
Not an oddity
Just like every other sucker he's played
What a beautiful sham he is

Muther fucker

My body trembles and explodes in fits of aggression
The freeing of this rocks my body
9.0 on the Ricther scale
Cleaving the Earth open and stripping bare
The fissure of the two parrallel universes

Love sweet sticky love
Isn't it supposed to conquer all the demons?
Lies all lies
Love can't do a fucking thing
Don't trust it
Trust no one

Con-fucking-spiracy

Mutha-fucker

Screaming
Red faced and in their personal space
YOU DO NOT EXIST
YOU DO NOT EXIST
With the dismissal issued by the waving of my dainty hand

I miss the Duchess in times like this
Where the fuck is the guiollitine?

To the point of explosion
Where detonation is emminent
I gotta get the fuck out of this place
If it's the last thing that I ever do
And proximity is my hinderance
To reinventing myself
Into something beautiful and strong
Someone that doesn't want doesn't need doesn't desire
The likes of him

Pheh

Backed into the corner again and again and again and again
When will they ever learn that I will come out swinging

I am a good kind gentle person
I love wholly and without condition
And you bastards are all to blind to see it
As I was blind to his faults
But all through the love goggles
I'm not putting those suckers on again
No never again
Cause it's twisted and blind and destruction incarnate
And the rush the heights are dizzying
But the lows
Intolerable

Ghost swim through my peripheral vision
Nothing left redeeming here
Inside of me
It's all drained
Lifeless and cold
And the only spark that ignites me
Has left me icy and blue
Dead
way before tonight

ON the eve before all Hallows Eve
I will live again
Hope breaths his garbage tainted life into me
And spins the cars and spins the cars and hovers over me
I am the girl in the cave in the woods

I am sure you're right
So low for how high??

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