Is this the way a toy feels when its batteries run dry?
ayien.
Weirdly wired, wiredly weird.
I am, ur favourite nurse.
my sanity on the funeral pyre
Thursday, January 26, 2006, 2:37 PM
on my way to making amends within myself to be what i became.sometimes it feels like the whole wide world has made itself my enemy but i will stand upon my own two feet and raise my head up. i lick my wounds trying to cleanse the infection rabid and diseased reality fades away. when i pushed myself too far, a dream of emotional perfection has left a wounded heart trying to perceive the gifts inherent inside me.
it's like squeezing the trigger.
it's like opening fire on everyone whose let me down on every beautiful lie that is only fiction for the first time.
i'm losing control and i like it.
freedom feels like the noose is gone.
Sing me something delicate,
Sing me something sweet.
-ain