Psychotic Rock Star

The melancholy life of the Psychotic wannabe Rock Star.

Friday, April 16, 2004

Good Bye. For Good.

My skin tingles
My face is wet
My body is shaking
My heart is dead

My mind is blank
My thoughts are null
My world has darkened
My soul has left

My being pulsates
My body still breathes
My flesh is rotting
My gut is sore

My life is ok
My perceptions are not
My throat aches
My voice can't be heard

My loved ones are leaving
My faith is failing
My eyes empty
My chest explodes


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