Tuesday 27 July 2010

29.

how mnay pillls can youtake to shut it out?
to sleep sleep it off sleep it away sleep forever
but i want to be alive
but i guess this is not possible anymore.
i'm asleep and i'm dead.
an dthe world around me the time around me the words around me they turn they swirl it makes nos sense
because i haven't been there
i haven't done that
Put a hammer to my head if necessary
make it all stop from turning.
I was a different me yesterday.

6 comments:

  1. Beware, even when you've been there and done that it still doesn't make sense some of the time.

    A lovely, punchy piece.

    Love
    Malcolm

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  2. Never makes sense, right, and i'm a fool for searching for it. I'm not sure i know what punchy means. Does it come from 'punch'?
    Thankyou, good friend and kind sire
    Db

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  3. when is enough ever enough?
    tough one that
    Liked this piece a lot
    Nick

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  4. When we die, i guess that will be enough and anywaya it willbe too late for more. Sad. Scary.
    Thank you, Nick, i may be having a very quiet nervous breakdown unlike those noisy messes i had bee going through before.
    I like every piece you write, it gets better and more mature with every new installment, and I wonder, just wondering, are there any specific influences, cause i just read a bit Guyotat and made me think of you. It says somewhere: I torture because he tortures, he tortures because they torture.

    Just a thought i had to share.
    respect my man
    DB

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  5. Oh yes, it comes from punch, the knid of punch that hurts even when you invite it

    Love
    Malcolm

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  6. LOL, that sounds good then :)

    All the love
    DB

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