Wednesday, March 3, 2010

untitled four

where I live is lonely
where I walk is empty
where I eat is famished
where I love is buried
where I stand is crumbling
where I breathe is closing in
where I sleep is insomnia
where I learn is lying

and with the world constantly falling
i'm not sure how to keep my balance
the noise from my head stereo echoes
so loud I have trouble staying present

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