Medication can be a wonderful thing! Especially when it keeps you from killing people!
A lust for destruction builds
throwing off balance the delicate
architecture of my mind
I bite down
and taste the sweet metallic flavor
of the darkness that flows in my veins
The pain a welcome destraction
to the torment within
The violence grows
tunneling my vision to it's very core
the spectrum of blackness
is all that I can focus on
not evil, but demented
in its very exsistence
There is a light, lo
just the rage reflected
in the mirror before me
not a hatred, but an anger
agresssion directed
at my lack of control
a control I no longer have
medicated to the point of numbness
yet the darkness still fills my mind
complacient, but still boiling over with
what is just shy of evil
the pills don't help!
Just a little insite!
The lust of my life leaves to go back to school Sat. Never got it! Never will! Maybe I can get some pix of her posted. Wish me luck!
