[2006-04-23]_11:17 p.m.
moments glimpse
common sense eludes me today
yesterday
the day before
and the one preceeding
and here i come
and kick up
dirt in the air
a cyclone of my emotions
hopes
fears
loves
hates
everything
whirling before my eyes
so fast
that i just reach out in vain
reach just to say
i tried
not with every effort i could affford
but try none the less
but now
with something in hand
something im not quite sure of
something i did not plan for
something let in so deep
an unlocked door
with a locked screen
now with this in hand
why do i find myself still reaching
still trying to grab
trying to out do myself
in competition with myself
i find my hours growing fewer at night
my meals less healthy
my packs smoked a little bit faster
my negative balance increasing
for a liquid so clear
how could it be so detrimental
how could it make this of me
how could i make this for me?