Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Insignificance Hurts
I can't find the world
Through grey eyes.
Instead, I chew
At the constant blackness.
Gnaw at the
Unavoidable nothingness
That on some days
Replaces my heart.
I'm living with scared sadness.
My eyes just
Vomit out
The rancid tears I tried to hide,
Unsuccessfully
Amongst a crowd of
Same people, who
Like the same things,
Think the same ideas,
and speak the same words.
So afraid of something
Different.
I slap myself and move on.
Crying hurts.
I'm just trying not to die.
October 30, 2005
Suge
Through grey eyes.
Instead, I chew
At the constant blackness.
Gnaw at the
Unavoidable nothingness
That on some days
Replaces my heart.
I'm living with scared sadness.
My eyes just
Vomit out
The rancid tears I tried to hide,
Unsuccessfully
Amongst a crowd of
Same people, who
Like the same things,
Think the same ideas,
and speak the same words.
So afraid of something
Different.
I slap myself and move on.
Crying hurts.
I'm just trying not to die.
October 30, 2005
Suge
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Insignificance Hurts
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