04-26-2014, 03:58 AM
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It happened again,
the worst fear,
minds greatest sin.
Slipping suddenly down
the rabbit hole.
Where wronging oneself
is routine.
Wronging others
something never pleasing.
Locked away behind a teal shirt
and pants. Swallowing little
pink pills.
Each day I see the glass wall
thickening.
I can't speak.
Laughter, a distant memory.
Is this the cost of sanity?
Tears dry up.
Cares seem to simmer away
boiling rapidly before they are gone.
It happened again.
Standing in a daze,
a maze of my own humanity.
It happened again,
the worst fear,
minds greatest sin.
Slipping suddenly down
the rabbit hole.
Where wronging oneself
is routine.
Wronging others
something never pleasing.
Locked away behind a teal shirt
and pants. Swallowing little
pink pills.
Each day I see the glass wall
thickening.
I can't speak.
Laughter, a distant memory.
Is this the cost of sanity?
Tears dry up.
Cares seem to simmer away
boiling rapidly before they are gone.
It happened again.
Standing in a daze,
a maze of my own humanity.
Only one thing is impossible for God: To find any sense in any copyright law on the planet.
--mark twain
Bunx
--mark twain
Bunx

