fearing air

i know i am nothing… watch me drop something on this earth
and be more than a nothing and then watch me fade and wave goodbye…and then turn
around and turn the T.V. back on. i loved the lies, i loved the certainty of pain
and here i am again ….it’s far from a big deal..it’s almost nothing, but i can be so
over whelmed by the truth that i am real, and human, that i can handle the complex, misunderstood human abilities and i can be neutral, cold and indifferent but the simplest
of simple human emotions can drive me up the wall…….

friend, i am small.. smaller than i’d
like to be….so let me crawl….fit into the skin that hides beneath the surface and
then conquer the world as i really am, as i really can..

and for this,

i need to leave.

for bliss,

i need to breathe,

i’ve mis-struck,

a vital chord in me.

shit scared, i glare into the eyes of the future, 

for death is more susceptible to a weak soul.

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4 thoughts on “fearing air

  1. "shit scared, i glare into the eyes of the future, for death is more susceptible to a weak soul."I like it 🙂 really good.. gonna update it on my status on FB .. Keep writing 🙂

  2. hey!haven’t heard from you for a bit….haha i feel honored to be quoted…. ima patent this then…copyright – ur anus :p

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