Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Closer to three
You won't let me breathe easy.
Discussions you throw at me,
Like undigested vomit, showering
Me, drenching me in your wording.
Cover my head,
With familiar arms.
See the mirror,
I ponder the time.
It's around two,
Closer to three.
See the mirror,
Our heads locked,
Smash the glass,
Let me out.
Mirror; an image shows
Me all the unhappiness
I'll ever need to see,
Shows me the dilemma.
Mirror; an image shows
A thousand shattered
Pieces of my face, upon the
Counter, applies destruction here.
Mirror, I cannot crawl through
You to become the you on the
Other side, because seldom a trace
Of happy will follow me to you,
And you are already running from
The reflective glass that has pierced
My hands through, to the bone.
November 6, 2005
Suge
Discussions you throw at me,
Like undigested vomit, showering
Me, drenching me in your wording.
Cover my head,
With familiar arms.
See the mirror,
I ponder the time.
It's around two,
Closer to three.
See the mirror,
Our heads locked,
Smash the glass,
Let me out.
Mirror; an image shows
Me all the unhappiness
I'll ever need to see,
Shows me the dilemma.
Mirror; an image shows
A thousand shattered
Pieces of my face, upon the
Counter, applies destruction here.
Mirror, I cannot crawl through
You to become the you on the
Other side, because seldom a trace
Of happy will follow me to you,
And you are already running from
The reflective glass that has pierced
My hands through, to the bone.
November 6, 2005
Suge
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