the eyelids- they twitch
the eyes- they're red
the legs- they jerk
the hands- they shake
the skin- it chills
the head- it sweats
the throat- it burns
the brain- it screams
the heart- it pounds
the mouth- it frowns
the words- they lie
pushing for another day
try to find another way
solace found in these white pills
numbs my brain- keeps me still
Thursday, October 18, 2007
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