Thursday, August 20, 2009

freestyle

There it is right behind my back
creeping up behind me ever so quitely.
but i dont feel the pain till im on the ground.
and noone knows because it didnt make a sound.
the game i made came back around again.
swinging in motion like a pendulum.
and if it hits me when i see it least.
you wont see it phase me. inside i will keep.
popular mode of bracing for impact.
cushions the blow and keeps my balls intact.
from the blood i don't need to the mind i cant see.
both of them expendable to get lost at sea.
blood and energy given to me.
taken away, doesn't kill me.

I could kill all
mind over matter I'm not afraid to fall.
the one thing i need is to be happy before time.
i wish i had a crowbar, free of all defects.
so shiny and clean that i hate to see
we must give it use, blood and bones to mane.
killwhitneydead i scream into my veins.

I still want to go.
I've got a plane to catch.
but only one ticket, and no bags to pack.
no need to say goodbye cuz who will feel the words?
ill touch down in paradise and miss the rest of the world.
I can see the feeling, it brings forth compulsions
i need a fix only a wrench can hit.
behind my back.
nothing but ready to attack.

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