Saturday, March 29, 2008


I have lost touch
With your reality
This is just too much
Enough of your cruelty
I need to escape
There’s got to be a way
Distorted shapes
Fill me with dismay

This rape of my sanity
Brings you much pleasure
Your voice screams profanity
As you sit, and measure
The sand is diminishing
I exhale one last sigh
My life is vanishing
Right before my eyes

I know the end is coming
All I have left are lies
My life is crumbling
Right before your eyes
The end is near now
I smile, knowing it’s ironic
And wonder just how
I ended up drinking the tonic!

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