blue duck

monster under my bed
2002-08-22 19:24:39 (UTC)

nah, just eccentric....

i think i'm starting to lose it.
as i count one-by-one,

all of my little bruises.

i've always been so strong.

but lately i've found myself wanting to cry..

what the hell is goin on?

and why is everything going wrong.

i have so much..

why do i see so little.

i can't get that voice in my head to shut up.

and now i'm becoming weak

i'm becoming brittle.

and soon i know i will break

the truth is inevitable.

and it's so strenuos to keep up the fight.

and i'm starting to wear out

from all these sleepless nights.

and it's always been just me.

no one else

but now i'm becoming lonely.

i cant this anymore by myself

and as much as i don't want to..

maybe it's time to ask for help.

because he wants to help me

or so his words always say

but so far i've been makin it

and i've turned him away

but i don't have the answers anymore.

and i've started myself,

my own little war.

i feel like somethings missing

but i can't quite figure out what.

but this emptiness i'm feeling.

and i'm feeling way too much.

but for once in my life

i don't know what to do

and i want to give up the fight.

i don't want to see it through.

at least not...

not without you..




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