Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Hitting Reality

Realization hits
Cold, shivers my spine.

So cold, in fact,
That I need a
Coat, and a blanket,
And maybe some
Hot cocoa.

Blood vessels break,
Veins pop,
And eyes snap.
It's just another day.

It's just another day.

Fear travels along
My arteries.
Sadness nests inside
My head.

I just know it's gonna be
Another day just like
Every other day.

Like every other day.
Another one of those instances.

October 17, 2005
Suge


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