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By stephen Date: 2009 Jul 31 Comment on this Work [[2009.07.31.01.52.2825]] |
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misanthrope the world is a lie driving at the speed of light I must reach my destination the longer I sit the longer I think all hope is fleeting the rejection is mounting out of water gulping my last gulp I’ve been punched in the stomach gasping for something air cannot fulfill in queasy convulsions I mumble her name it took me days to figure it out but I know it now and I wish I could forget it’s even in a song I wrote the one she doesn’t care to hear she doesn’t care to learn anything more about me yet she says I'm amazing a true catch for someone an anomalistic singularity you see, the spark is simply not there and I can’t swallow the contradictions it's easier to swallow the tears it’s easier to just move on to more rejection |