Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Destruction

So as I sit in this hole,
at a all time low.
I tell you I am five feet under,
what is another, just past me the shovel.
As you begin to wonder,
what's on the level,
I know that deep down inside,
I just need someone to show me the way.
I just hope that the world doesn't open wide,
and take me away.
I don't care which way I go,
or who I am with,
all I know
is that this
is not my place to be.
So someone release these shackles on my arms,
this isn't me,
I mean no one no harm.
It only sometimes comes out that way,
As you may I know,
I am a core of destruction, I am just in total and utter dismay.

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