its been years since she left me, since she kicked me in the testies
im still just a lazy ex pot smoking hippy whose gone crazy cos he
cant change scene,
its amazing how the same things wont let me sleep its like a brain freeze,
i feel nothing im numb, its like im dead standing on my feet
suddenly i come back to earth but with the feeling of defeat,
and it greets me in my sleep like the grim reapers cold tears as i weep alone beneath the sheets
cos i cant stand people that change when you dont meed their needs
they just get what they want then packup and leave without hate nor peace
it just hits u like a hammer the perception of rejection
and if u can overcome the pain of experiences learnt
then youll cease to get burnt in the flames from the furnace
its a fine line between love and turbulance and i never learnt it
so i keep hurting biting my lips staring into space
while accepting my fate with regret and a blank face
and one day ill move on from this place without a cent in my name
to a plane where my current state of decay wont decide my next day
its like an angel of pain scraping my brain with a wire brush
infected with rust and flaked blood it whispers to me as it speaks with a multi coloured snakes toungue
and it makes fun of my every step and move so i find it hard to breathe
as i seethe frustration and exhibit a hostile nature at the train station
in the evening after i been sleeping i work til i sleep again and it maintains a mainframe of sane brain games
that hold in the pain and uphold the structure of reality that allows me
to exsist in society
but i still feel everybodys fighting me the reisistance that im giving is why im living this anxiety.
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