Wednesday, June 2, 2010

In the silence I think
And while thinking can never sleep
Alcohol to add noise to my head
I yell away the space
Cavort and waste my life
Overcompensation
To avoid the introspection
Fatigue is my drug
And my downfall
Withdrawals from truth
Crush my skull
What I have lost will never be regained
The one who once responded
To my despondency
Has departed
And I feel the void more
As time goes on
As the pressure builds
The cracks are leaking now
But I cannot weep

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