The Kill
what if i wanted to break
laugh it all off in your face
what would you do?
what if i fell to the floor
couldn't take all this anymore
what would you do?
i tried to be someone else
but nothing seemed to change
i know now, this is who i really am inside
falling from myself
falling for a chance
i know now, this is who i really am
kill
break me down
bury me, bury me
i am finished with you
look in my eyes
you're killing me, killing me
all I wanted was you
Friday, May 09, 2008
-2:54 PM
The Great Destroyer
many things have changed since i last posted.
...i have changed so much.
i can't feel anything now. nothing but disgust, and greed. there is no identifiable
emotion left within me. and all the emotions and feelings which i used to feel has
eluded me everytime i try to search for them.
and finally, it has consumed me. the sickness has consumed me. physically...
..mentally.
have i been the very person i have hated before? i fear being left behind in the dust.
and i already feel that it's happening. everyone seems to be moving on.... without me.
is there another path open to me?
is there another way?
i don't know. really. it's becoming unclear to me.
i hate what i've become. i hate my job. i hate my life.
but why do i still continue? because i think it's right.
....and sometimes, even though you don't like it. you have to push on.
no rest for the wicked.
