Saturday, December 27, 2008



The parallel world.

i run down the street
wince like i just saw my mother bleed
scream like precious yesterday was all a dream
i pray for a miracle to ease this un-ending 
realm of harsh reality

i cry out
howl, shriek and yelp for medicine
to cure me of this agony 
to help me lie in tranquility
for otherwise this misery'll crack me 

Yet im not the apple of anyones eager eye.

As i gaze at these humans around me
I'm absorbing
realisation builds up
i envision gradually
THEY'RE ALL JUST LIKE ME.

Minty

3 comments:

  1. just because im hurting
    doesnt mean im hurt
    i apologize for spamming your blog like this
    but i am jobless and apathetic rite now
    bear with me
    everybody around me is evil

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  2. hahaha, do what you want man. You got my passw too. Listen you've got to do somthn with all that free time. Read, write or somthnn. I love you petrofo. HAHAHAHAHHAHAH. hahahhahah.I loveee youuuuuuuuuu

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  3. I love this one Shakti. really well written.

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