Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Cold Showers
Cold light
Showers me,
I shiver
With sickness,
So sad, so
Faceless, eager
To escape,
To run away.
Exhaustion
Climbs me,
Renders me
Useless and I
Yearn for sleep.
In dire
Need of
Darkness, I
Drift away,
No idea where
I'm heading.
9-30-09
Showers me,
I shiver
With sickness,
So sad, so
Faceless, eager
To escape,
To run away.
Exhaustion
Climbs me,
Renders me
Useless and I
Yearn for sleep.
In dire
Need of
Darkness, I
Drift away,
No idea where
I'm heading.
9-30-09
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Cold Showers
Cold Showers
