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Life Line

i write so i don't have to explain
so that i can hold back and use restraint
i am closed
but we are close
and sometimes it's easier
to keep my mouth shut
to keep my eyes lookin' ahead
to keep my ears open
to keep my hands off
but i know you'll assume the worst
of this excuse of literature
i'm sorry if i'm vague
it's the broad spectrum
that puts me in place
and makes me feel better
these poems are my life line
i don't feel right
when i don't write
my heart pumps ink
and i write in blood
these words are true to me
always puting myself down
thinking that i'm thinking out loud
and maybe i need to stop
this poluted idiotic written shit
...
so if i die
you'll know why
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# Posted on Monday, 07 January 2008 at 2:22 AM

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