Coming Out Of My Haze (#25

By Eric, thenuttman@aol.com
Date: 4 April 2000

Coming Out Of My Haze (#25 | White)

How does it feel to be...Just like what you are? I've realized that I'm not a star... I'm just a poet...poor and drunk in love... I write on my walls cause I can't ever get enough... ...WHY WAS I LONELY!? I've accepted everything that's delt... I've taken it all in me... I'm still the same old guy but...I've grown a little more than... Every day I have... A premonition of my healing... A whiting of me...that I...Can't ever find... What's taking everything so long? I'm so faded... I like when I ...scream... I like it when you call my name... But I've lost the will...to be down on me... I'm gonna get over this...I'm coming out of my haze... I'm quickly turning white now... I'm purifying myself... I just want everyone to see...That writing healed me... I've broken the web of foolery... I've broken out of the screen... I've invited my actors home...so they can see me... I'm becoming white inside...pure and dignified... (The question remains, will I ever get there?)

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